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I loved Where The Wild Things Are as a child so this little story makes me so happy.
Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.
OMG, Becky. (I’m referring to all you readers as Becky now.) I finally made a new one. It’s been a long time coming. Like my puberty. I’ve learned various things on the internet (about mixtapes and puberty) and now the mixtapes have chapters so whatever artist/song is playing will show up in your iTunes. And you can skip songs if you’re a dick.
Every now and then, something comes along that changes your life—NAY—the world. This is that thing.