Wish You Were a Beer

It’s always nice to be missed. And apparently someone in New York City wishes we were there judging by the cryptic postcard we received yesterday, which read in its entirety:

Wish you were here!

Awww, how sweet! Thank you mysterious postcarder! But now what the hell are we supposed to do?

Postcard (click for larger size)

Ohh, maybe we’re supposed to find out where that blue pole is! Even though the image appears to have been somewhat smudged in transit (printed on an inkjet?), and most of it is blurry, we’re pretty sure that’s a shot of (or near) Times Square. We tried to poke around on Google Street View to find the exact location but to no avail.

Does anyone feel like stumbling around Manhattan until they bump into that pole? You’ll know it when you see it. It’s got an arrow drawn on it in magic marker! Pay no attention to the incorrect perspective; we swear there is no way that was drawn on the postcard instead.

Scan of the useless backside after the jump. Note that the tape over the first “W” is ours, due to the dilapidated condition of the missive.

Kitty! Yayy!