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Jamison Tries To ‘Keep It Short’.
To the Entertainer, I have been informed that this is the final large batch of correspondence to be written before your return. I had originally planned to provide a short update on the current state of The Whispering Inkwell. However, the conditions at The Whispering Inkwell have made the concept of “keeping it short” more…
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Squirrel Mail…You Know, Like Snail Mail… But Much Faster
Today started out kind of rough. When I woke up this morning, I knew instantly that the price of going to the reunion had come due. My head was just killing me. Basically it felt like my head was trying to explode. I took some stuff, sat in my chair, and put an ice pack…
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Just Stop The Presses, Stop The party Planning
Dude! Now, before anyone comes along and tells you their GREAT ideas for the movie event, let me tell you what I was thinking. First off, I was just thinking that I was losing my mind hearing all of the crazy suggestions that were being offered and I just wanted it to stop. I was…
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Whatever Happens, ‘It Ain’t My Fault
So, it turns out that the neighbors are not dead or vampires after all, lol. We passed by their house on our way back and forth to Grandma’s house the other day. When we were passing by, everyone was anxiously looking out the windows to see if there was a new ‘signs of life’ as…
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Hey, Can We Get This Woman A Bandaid?!
Hey Dude! Buddy, you just don’t know what it’s like around here without you. Man, I’m telling you, these people around here are just nuts! No common sense at all! Why, just the other day, you’re Ma was just going along, minding her business, when out of the blue her pocket knife wiggled loose, escaped…
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Two Months On THe Clock
Hey there, I am checking in once again from the Author’s desk. The calendar pages are turning at a rather brisk velocity over here; by my calculations, your countdown has officially dropped from 113 days down to exactly two months on the clock. In that span of time, the local chronicles have been so thoroughly…
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My Circus, My Monkeys ≠ My Problem
With everything going on this last couple weeks, I imagine that this batch of letters are going to be a little bit later than I had intended them to be. It’s been a lot. I had learned one thing for sure throughout the last couple of weeks though, and that is that June is a…
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Frank And The Party Theme Cataclysm
Hey En, Sorry to take off on you like that last time. I got so caught up that I didn’t realize how quickly my window of opportunity to catch that roller disco was closing and it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Hopefully I will get a chance to tell you about that soon.…
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Frank Vs. The Lone star Soirèe
Man, you would not believe the ruckus around here right now. Ma and I had to go hide out in her office just to get far enough away so that we could hear ourselves think. Jeepers. It all started when Ma asked for suggestions regarding your ‘welcome home soirée’. Miss Mabel proposed that your party…
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Who Put Frank In Charge Of Music?!
I can almost hear the theme music for the countdown until you get home. And I mean that literally since Frank has been running around here working on the playlist for your welcome home to-do for the last like three weeks.
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Kodak In Living Color
I have got to tell you about something that happened this last weekend. So your aunt, The Firecracker was here with her husband, The Investigator and The Little Roar. Well, the Little Roar, she was just obsessed with playing with the dogs. Like she was just crawling all over them and laying on them and…
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It’s Goodbye Earl
I just gotta tell you, your sister can be stone cold scary. The other day I was watching her paint the dining room walls after the refrigerator died (total equipment failure, messy business). Your Ma starts walking through the middle of this war zone when all of a sudden, your sister just stops cold, points…