Wednesday Again
An Open Letter
Dearest Ink 19 Bastards --
Sorry about the long absence of communications between my people at Majestic, LTD, and your staff..........I am glad to see that my backlog of articles is being slowly dispersed to the populous. That, of course, is the only way the populous can gaze upon the wisdom of a 120-year-old guru trapped inside this horrid teenage body without losing what passes for their minds......
I would ask you to continue posting my art -- err, pieces -- from time to time -- and I promise that my two month hiatus from writing anything whilst soaking in the center of the cesspool the Man sees fit to call New York City will prove creatively awe-inspiring (in other words -- thought my shit sucked before? You ain't seen nothin yet!)
If you or your staff sees fit, this can be posted as the ramblings of a fucked-up son-of-a-bitch......if you correct the spelling errors, of course (it is time for Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and her boyfriend's new show, Angel......no way I'm gonna check for stupid-assed grammar and shit while that piece of work is on the air).
Hope you all are doing well......I am fine. I'll be sending a postcard soon. Either that or a dead dog. So There!!!!
Until next time, I'm
Drowning in a Sea of Soccer Moms,
E.S.S. Majestic Enterprises, Majestic LTD, UNLTD, in co/op with Cricket DeVille of DeVille Enterprises
Special Ed is a 19 year old white boy from the suburbs of New Jersey and Central Florida, who probably will continue to move around every couple years or so for the rest of his life; self-proclaimed indie-music nerd (author's note: hey, I put myself down before anyone else gets the chance) and utter loser with the girls. Smells better than one would think. Also interns for Tennesse label Spongebath Records. Owner and CEO of "Majestic, LTD."
