a small (medium size) letter from a big fan

hi raymi,

you obviously don’t know me, but i thought it was time
i e-mailed you. why? well, here’s the reason.

i was casually looking at some pornography (classy
porn, mind you), and i came to this gallery (no pun
intended) and the girl in the spotlight was very
familiar.

this chick was, as it is known in popular culture,
hot. she was not just hot though, she was subtly hot.
i don’t even like the term hot. and not just that
either, she was totally off beat hot with that
spaced-out, yet smart look. hair that was a confused
brunette on xanax. she was real. and cool. maybe it
was me, but she looked slightly canadian, too.

who was this girl? i know know her! (via internet and
not by proxy). that’s right, raymi the god damn minx.

i googled your image and name –and lord knows there’s
a few results. i was back to where i was in early
2000’s– your blogspot site.

wow, i can’t believe she’s still doing this! i was
hoping you weren’t dead or something. –i was a daily,
yet silent fan back in the day. always admiring your
whimsical take on life and your truly funny entries.

i would like you to know i like you a lot. i have for
years. you still look better than ever. i am not a
stalker, please note. i can’t believe i ever stopped
looking at your blog and, more surprisingly, never
gave you money or bought you anything from a wishlist.

in closing, please keep writing your blog and taking
your digital pictures. I am re-born to your blog, but
might relapse in my drunkenness drug induced state and
forget to check back, but rock on anyway, raymi.

your pal,

brad

ps: once, or twice, i saw your nipples. they were sweet.