Dearest DryInk,

Winter is fine in the NYC. Although, the weather is not… I mean it is, but it’s not. 60 degrees in February feels good on the skin, but it just doesn’t seem quite correct. We’ve even begun our spring cleaning. Speaking of that, last weekend we cleaned out the office, getting rid of unwanted books and magazines, and the latest DryInk mix-CD was playing in the background. I dusted tables to Alicia Keys blaring in the background; I organized drawers to the Prowling Wolves. My neighbors banged on walls. They stamped on floors. They screamed, “Hey, turn down that racket.”

But I shook my fist and I said, “You stuff it! I mean, it’s 2008! I’m joining a gym, and I’m gonna drink less, and I’m gonna lose ten pounds, and I’m gonna save my money, and I’m gonna be a better person, a more responsible husband, and I’m gonna clean my house, and I’m gonna do it TO my DryInk Mix-CD! And nobody, I mean nobody is gonna stop me because this is my year, I swear it!!”

Love,
your friend Scott Cheshire