please excuse me while i die. i just sent an email to lawrence raab, my favorite favorite favorite poet ever, because he's at a school like 2 hours away from me, and i got this cute little automated response:
I will not be receiving e-mail messages from May 20 to June 17. You can reach
me through my wife's e-mail, [her address is here] Or leave a message at my home
phone: [HIS FREAKING HOME PHONE NUMBER IS HERE]. Thanks, Larry
holy goodness gracious oh my god i have like my idol's home fucking phone number. this is the guy who's words i have tattooed on my body. that's how much i love him.
not that i'll ever use the phone number...but...oh my fucking goodness gracious me.
ps--does that mean that my email didn't go to his inbox? perhaps i should resent it after june 17th. hmmm... still tho. i'm like aaagghhhhh!
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you should simply take a pic of your tat and send it to him. that would be cool, yeah?
whatcha doin, sexxy?
me? just coming off a 14 day at work. headed off to bed with a beer and my birthday suit to read some more endless nights. yum.
-pb
bedtime before midnight. AWESOME.
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call his wife. form a relationship with her. worm your way into his world when he gets back and then do something crazy that would make a good Womens Entertainment / Lifetime Original movie.