Dear Mr. Skeptical
Is it my imagination, or is Skeptical Eye on the decline?
signed,
Concerned
Dear Con,
Well, yes, we are, and to tell you the truth, I've never had a better time than when I'm with old Nikk and the gang out on the slopes. How did you find out? You must have seen us on your vacation or something, but I assure you, it was really us, you weren't imagining it!
Dear Skeptical
Why do they call it Good Friday?
signed,
I'm Just Asking
Dear Just Ass King,
You've heard of "Thank God It's Friday"? Well, pretty soon that became, thank GOOD it's Friday, which eventually, over time, was shortened to "Good Friday". And the reason we're thankful is because it's the end of the work week and we can stop pretending we actually like our jobs and can just relax for a couple days before we have to return to our slave master's domain with a phony smile on our face.
Dear Mr. Skeptical
I want to be an artist when I grow up. What do you suggest I do to prepare?
signed,
Loves to Paint
Dear Loves,
Get some paint, for starters, then a few brushes and an easel. You might want a couple of high quality pencils as well. Practice every day and then, when you're good enough, try and make a living selling your stuff. When you see the meager returns on your time and effort, you'll soon be disabused of the notion that you "want to be an artist" and look for a more practical livelihood.
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