I'm in the Middle of the Night, A. You're Not a Naivete of Humanity

A lot of this email and tweed stuff is one step away from a drunken butdial in the middle of the night and leave visi, you know, somebody's voice bal that you sure wish you hadn't left. It's one of the reasons i absolutely stubbornly refuse to let anybody mail me, let alone tweat me,. because it invites thoughtless communication and offensive and unintentionally offensive commit. So because he's from so far away, i'm going to accommodate him, even though this winds up a self aggrandizing both of us. A gy on to call member of ours, ellery. That's sure how you say the last name. Lu and g lwing.