![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
When I was in high school (either a freshman or sophomore), my big brother and I were on an Allan Dean Foster kick. We both really enjoyed one of his books, Glory Lane. It's a rather silly book, but I loved it.
Anyway, what brought this up? The main character, a punk rocker who called himself "Seeth", had a little card and used it in the story once to try to pick up a cute girl. Well, my dear brother made one for me and gave it to me in high school.
It's about the same size as an ATM card, although it's battered with time and the lamination is separating along one edge. Several of the letters are smudged, as it was created with a typewriter. It, however, still has the power to amuse me, which is why it is still in my wallet after all these years:
( The Card )
Hehe.
Anyway, what brought this up? The main character, a punk rocker who called himself "Seeth", had a little card and used it in the story once to try to pick up a cute girl. Well, my dear brother made one for me and gave it to me in high school.
It's about the same size as an ATM card, although it's battered with time and the lamination is separating along one edge. Several of the letters are smudged, as it was created with a typewriter. It, however, still has the power to amuse me, which is why it is still in my wallet after all these years:
( The Card )
Hehe.
