Dear Tom Hanks.
I'm pretty sure today I had a breakthrough. At least the scans looks much better.
Perhaps this is worth a share.
It’s free. And it’s all about typewriters.
Spread the word that the most valuable things in the world are free. It’s a contagious message. Makes people feel very happy. Like a deep breath. Free.
So today I decided to run a bit of a psychological experiment on myself. I wished to see what would happen if I drank the bottle of burgundy that has been staring at me for about a month.
Now keep in mind, I got this bottle of wine at a time when I thought I may have a guest from France visiting, and wanted to make her feel welcome at my home. But alas, she is back in France, and so I figured, what the hell—might as well see what happens when I get through half of the bottle, and if the words are still coming out clean, let’s see what happens once I get to the end.
I don’t drink often. When I do, it is a 1/4 ounce of mezcal, kind of thing. Don’t like the feeling of a hangover and avoid it whenever possible. Which is like most of the time. I avoid alcohol.
But I wish…