candy hangover, mamaphonic, and any more tardys will result in suspension
- Avast, thar, ye scurvy knaves. We be a might hyperglycemic after last
night, laying siege to the streets of Brooklyn in full pirate regalia,
ar, aye, even young Greggy, the put-upon cabin boy.
but we didn't want the holiday to pass without wishing ye a happy all
souls day, ar.
also, for those of ye what be new york-based, ar, there ar some worthy
events on the horizon, ar.
On Friday, Nov. 5th, there'll be a Book Release Party for the Mamphonic
anthology at Jane's Exchange, 207 Avenue A, 212-674-6268. I'll be
there, pillaging the crackers and cheap white wine, as will Bee
Lavender, the scourge of the seas and many other snaggle-toothed,
one-eyed contributors. Shiver me timbers, I'll slit the throat of any
who dares read aloud, including myself, but you're welcome to bring
your young and browse amongst the racks of reasonably priced second
hand booty. AR! AVAST!
Then Tuesday, Nov. 9th, that murderous wench Lavender is using me as
chum to lure ye to the KGB Bar, 85 East 4th Street (between 2nd & 3rd
Aves) at 7pm and this time we'll be reading aloud from the Mamaphonic
anthology. ar. but don't bring your children, unless they be above the
age of one and twenty years.
here be the link to the book, for those of ye who care to ken more:
Some of ye has been screaming for me to walk the plank, thinking I'd
sought to fleece ye of your treasured east village inky, ar. But ahoy,
avast, the new issue be held up in customs, whilst her majesty's royal
heiners search the vessel from crows nest to poop deck, hoping to roust
out some Advice to the Fathers. It'll be coming next week, most like,
and about as fresh as yesterday's halibut, given that it makes frequent
reference to a current administration that Cod willing, won't be so
current after tomorrow, ar. AR! ARRR!!!
but from now on, know ye that the east village inky shall shift its
publication schedule to the good months of november, february, may and
august to squelch these mutinous mumblings from the galley.
AR! Avast, ahoy, another fun-size snickers, Mr. Smee!
Rear Admiral of the good ship INKY
dare to be heinie
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