|This glorious award was given to me by Brian Sibley whom I love madly|
I am totally discombobulated by this unexpected honor and have obviously cast a spell upon my computer which refuses to format lines to my liking. I do not know how to get our of this strange columnular format but I am afraid to do anyuthing drastic for fear of losing the whole damned thing.
Consequently, I am simply going to fall on my knees and kiss the hem of Brian's coat in thanks (is that a bit too extreme?)
I would like to nominate my 5 choices to whom I wish to pass on this honor but I refuse to do it while in the strangling grip of this malfunction, so I am going to publish this and follow it up with another blog with my choices. Forgive my incompetence.....I would be ashamed if I weren't so damned proud!
The New Yorker covers: March 17, 1934
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