There was a time in my life when I made bad mix tapes (last March?). Now I make bad mix cards. Grotesque or not, I draw each door with love and hope they convey far more interesting messages than the Jackson Browne songs I used to send people.
Send what? The card? See, I'm too slow to even understand blog posts...how will I rival Roz? Tell that kid of yours to send her stuff to the New Yorker. College fund.
Send it to the New Yorker. You're going to give Roz Chast a run for her money!
ReplyDeleteSend what? The card? See, I'm too slow to even understand blog posts...how will I rival Roz? Tell that kid of yours to send her stuff to the New Yorker. College fund.
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