There isn't much here yet, I'm afraid. Just
me, the coffeepot and some attitude. Oh! There's a little bit of
specious autobiography I whipped up for your amusement. It's called
SPECIOUS and it's on the other side of that
word back there. Can't tell you what else is on the agenda for me,
since I'm a bit racy for the OutCrowd (as opposed to the InCrowd, ya dig)
and none of us is sure what our sponsors will allow me to say.
Or do.
Or show.
I do know this: It's likely to be silly, tragic, generally
indecent, and a hazard to the maintenance of the status quo.
But not really threatening to the moral fiber
of America's youth. (Whether it decays Europe's youth is up to Europe, really.)
I'm really interested in your feedback and comments..go back up and look
at my face. Don't I look interested? Well, I am. So send me
LOTS OF MAIL, okay. Courtesy note:
flames will be treated accordingly; annoyances ignored; genuine outpourings
of love and support will be blessed.
You still here? Great! Then Stand by our intrepid
heroine as, throughout the Summer of Madness she builds and constructs.....
(small blast from the pit, pleez)