As much as I like fiberglass members. . .

I got an envelope today. It was from New York and there was a USTA logo on the return address. I belong to the USTA so I thought it was another offer for discount tickets to the U.S. Open or a list of local ladders.

Inside was this:

*Gasp* Holy shit!

That's what slipped out as I sat on the couch with the girls.

I couldn't believe it. I'd been a fan of Alex Robinson's since Dan sent me a copy of Box Office Poison. Dan had mentioned that he and Alex corresponded a few years back, but. . .

I have to say that this is the most horrible thing one person could do to another. Not only does Dan send me something so cool that it could never be reciprocated but he involves really talented, famous people in the process.

How am I supposed to top this? Dan has set forth a fundamental karmic imbalance in the universe and I don't know how to set it right.

I suppose I could say, Thank you to both individuals.

Yeah, right.

Now I have to go find a pair of white, cotton gloves and find some place that can handle a $400 archival framing job.

Unbelievable.



No, really - unbelievable. Thank you so much, Dan and Alex.