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So you want to read
a newsletter?
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Well, gee, thanks for trusting me with your contact info.

I know that, in this day and age, you have a lot of options in your newsletter choices

and I am just beyond tickled that you found your way here, mulling over the

decision to allow me into your inbox. 

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I can't promise you that you'll hear from me regularly (I'm the forgetful sort; its equal parts endearing and frustrating). I can't promise that you'll always find my stream-of-consciousness, rambling style enjoyable or even tolerable. I can't promise you that I won't get riled up and go on the occasional rant about what makes a quality queso. 

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But. 

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I can promise you I won't sell your email to anyone (not out of any sense

of ethical righteousness but mostly because I wouldn't even know how to begin

to do that) and I promise you that I'll do my best to keep my dispatches light and random.

 

Please don't hold these things (and my many other faults) against me. 

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Okay, well, if, after all that, you still want to hitch your

wagon to mine, let's do this, shall we? 

Thanks for submitting!

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