I'm a crooked tooth moron pouring ponies into a tractor!
I'm crying over spilt duck blood!
I'm a classic underachiever!
I'm woefully sentimental and weak!
I'm a baby in need of a change!
Augh!
I'm fascinated by my own inability to resist temptation!
Here come the pin-ups!
I'm intrigued by geometry!
I'm in love with the pickle-pickers!
I'm fluent in Italian!
I'm not the great author I hoped I'd be!
I was pleased to find this page of woodcut type that the New Yorker font was based upon!
I loved Chain'o'Rocks amusement park!
Here's the email I got last week.
David Udell wrote:
Rules are how we play the game.
And that was it for emails this week!
Isn't this MUCH BETTER than the Face-Book? Thanks for writing, everyone!
Listen up!
Reply if you want, and tell me the last music you heard that gave you a memorable frisson of indefinable pleasure!
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