So You Want To Read A Newsletter
Well, gee, thanks for trusting me with your contact info.
I know that, in this day and age, you have a lot of options in your newsletter choices
and I am just beyond tickled that you found your way here, mulling over the
decision to allow me into your inbox.
I can't promise you that you'll hear from me regularly (I'm a forgetful sort). I can't promise
that you'll always find my stream-of-consciousness, rambling style enjoyable or even tolerable. I can't promise you that I won't get riled up and go on the occasional rant about
what makes a quality queso.
I can promise you I won't sell your email to anyone (not out of any sense
of ethical righteousness but mostly because I wouldn't even know how to begin
to do that) and I promise you that I'll do my best to keep my dispatches light and random.
Please don't hold these things (and my many other faults) against me.
Okay, well, if, after all that, you still want to hitch your
wagon to mine, let's do this, shall we?