If you emailed me or facebooked me or tweeted me, or otherwise contacted me psychically?
I AM GOING AS FAST AS I CAN.
Your comments and messages have overwhelmed me with gratitude AND fear that you will think I am ignoring you.
You’ve made me laugh hysterically. You’ve endorsed my belief in unicorns. You’ve encouraged me to hoard-on. Which is similar to rock-on. But without leather pants or electric guitars.
You people have changed my entire worldview. But not one of you has sent me a clone of myself, which is what I REALLY need.
I WANT to talk to ALL of you. In fact, it’s the ONLY thing I want to do. Also, I want to invite you all over for a costume party. Because FINALLY I have met people to whom I would NOT NEED TO EXPLAIN WHY I would have a costume party on a Wednesday afternoon.
Paul says I cannot do that. I’m not sure why. I mean, I told him you are ALL JUST LIKE ME.
So in the meantime, until I can convince him, some of you have questions. Burning questions. And to spare you any more agony over paint colors and ottomans, here’s a Q. and A.