My dear, dear friend Alfred Newspickle whom I lost track of after he was institutionalized has suddenly turned up and contacted me. He was such a delight despite his tenuous grasp on reality. I thought I'd share his correspondence, such an upbeat happy fellow.
Dear Mrs. Boil--Love your blogg. It's so good to hear from you coming back from the dead and all. I thought those darn raccoons, LouDean and LouJean, had gone off and eaten you right up. Thank goodness for that séance, conducted by Algie Anderson--your former landlord, or else we would have completely lost touch with you. I think she only held it to see if she could collect on those bounced checks you wrote. BTW: Do they have money over on that side? Anyways (which isn't a word, but I like to say it anywayS) I do like your writing style. You always did have a way with words being a designer and all. Perhaps I will ask you to be my columnist sub one week when I'm out of the country promoting my new book, How to Bee a Columnist in the Summit County Bee--and Like It. We'll be in touch.
Sincerely,
Alfred Newspickle
