Showing posts with label Glamour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glamour. Show all posts

Monday, August 2, 2010

Updates, sort of!

Dear Readers,

I am pleased to announce that a somewhat altered version of the Glamour post has been returned to the site. Certain parties were upset that I had posted certain things, so I had to make certain accommodations to prevent certain people from being certainly fired from their certain jobs. At least they didn't call the crack Cambridge Police. You can view it at http://freddecatt.blogspot.com/2010/05/glamour-magazine-please-publish-my.html.

I also have two new letters to post, but sadly packed them away somewhere when moving apartments. I will post those as soon as I can locate them. More responses should be coming down the pipeline soon though!

Until then, enjoy this non-respondent letter, and this item I found for sale on the local town kiosk:


Given that 8 months have elapsed, and my grapefruit would be pretty moldy by now, I think it's safe to assume they aren't replying. 


Pay attention to the 3rd item for sale below; this may have to factor into future correspondence:

That says what I think it says, right? 

I apologize again profusely for my negligence towards updates!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Glamour Magazine - Please publish my apology for ruining someone's wedding! (Updated 8/2/2010)

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Due to a request from Glamour, certain aspects of this post had to be edited. If you saw an earlier version of this post, you should probably go back in time and not look at it. Sandwiches are a good way to distract your past self. In fact, you should probably just go make one right now and not bother (re)reading this in the first place. 
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I received this prompt by email from Helpareporter (the same organization that connected me with the Mayan Wedding people.) Note that this is punctuated "Help a Reporter," not "Help! A Reporter!":




This sounds like a great chance for Calveen to make her authorial debut: