-an HEIR to the HORNBOOK-

Greatest Hits and Missives
by Benedict Monk

Saturday, February 14, 2004

-Promotion-

Out of sorts, and largely through my own efforts, I stopped at a bar. No risk to the mancard, I drank beer last weekend.

But I feel better, despite the impulsive promise made to Dr. M earlier today about freelance work I may not be able to deliver; despite the "Science of Mind" revelation I may not be able to reveal; despite the cheeses impulsively bought; despite the stylish wardrobe that has attracted the interest of a record number of Y chromosomes; despite the bar television spinning endless loops of girl-gone-wild infomercials in which, I have discovered, an ex-girlfriend (the one I did care for) participated; despite doubts of the city in which three motorists have shouted obscenities in as many blocks; despite the billboard that uses "blond" as a feminine noun instead of "blonde"; despite the same bar television now changed to Howard Stern's interview with the 50+ years old porn actress also named Iris - I mean to say, named Iris, the same name as the Malibu Rep giving away rum.

Iris presented me with a survey designed to look like a citation; assuming authorities actually gave citations for 'too serious an expression.' I checked "Malibu and Cranberry," in honor of the Ocean-spray factory I visited in grade school.

A delicious free sample followed. Malibu, you are welcome to this marketing data. Now I feel bad about giving a co-worker mild tsuris about her product-placement-laden appearance on Dr. Phil's Valentine's day show.

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