Valet Boy wants to Welcome his New Subscribers and Readers to the fold — Joining those who have for years/weeks/days & minutes known that I am a Virtual Moron!
Now you too will have proof positive that even a monkey – given enough time – could write “Hamlet”.
This Sunday we wrap up our 3 part series on “Monsters” – as previously threatened, this is a more serious side of Valet Boy.
But have no fear – the ridiculous is shortly back upon us.
Coming in the next couple of Blissues (blog issues): “Driving Miss Peggy” – Valet Boy takes on the mantle of Morgan Freeman and chauffeurs his 89-year-old mother and her best friend on a lil’ day-trip and manages not to kill anyone.
“Mother Theresa Made Me Do It & You’d Better Do It Too!” – Valet Boy had a mild creative brainfart today and WANTS YOUR HELP & INPUT. I’d like to get your thoughts on CHAIN LETTERS. Whatever that may be: samples thereof, tales of how they worked or didn’t, what happened when you failed to forward them, what you think of those folks who sent them to you in the first place, etc. etc. So, send Valet Boy your stories, examples, tips, whatever!!!
Just go to the Leave A Reply section below and tell VB all about it.
As always, Dear Readers, Thank You! It’s your support that keeps me kicking.
Valet Boy's Dashboard Confessions 
I remember chain letters when we were kids that you actually had to write out by hand and mail them. I was fascinated by the idea but I think it was more in neatly copying something and my love for pencils and paper. They quickly bored me and I never expected anything from them.
Maybe because of this childhood experience, e-mail chain letters annoy the hell out of me. I mean, what are you, ten-years-old? I think those who forward these are melancholic or e-mail is their new, big thing on the computer their kids bought them.
Chain letters. Hate ’em. Won’t forward them. Don’t send me any. xox