Not making this up, folks.

Last Friday I got a thank-you card - not sent to my apartment, but to my parents', so it might've arrived a day or two earlier and I wasn't by to pick it up. Still, it had a hand-written address, and the message inside was in the same penmanship, so it was clearly personalized to a reasonable degree.

The thing is, all the card had written was some thanks for my assistance, and that was it. No other notes, no indication of who it might have come from except for the return address. It's from someone in Missouri. And I don't think I know anyone in Missouri.

The whole thing was bizarre enough I couldn't stop laughing, and when I called my brothers over to check it out, they couldn't stop either. We ended up joking that if I got another letter telling me to be at a certain place at a specific time with whatever they wanted me to bring, I'd be obligated to go - or that we should just pick a name out of a phone book and send someone a random thank-you card just to make their day a little more surreal too.