Contact Me?
There be no sense tryin’ to git ahold on me. By the time you be readin’ this I won’t be in any mood to reply to yer inquiries. Even if I were alive, I’m pretty sure I’d be a loathsome cuss with no manners remainin’ whatsoever.
Mebbe Sue will be able to help. If not, look up Derek. Last I knew he were raisin’ critters in the San Fernando Valley.
If none o’ thet suits yer fancy, you could send a telegram to whoever be publishin’ my scribblins. My apologies, but, bein’ dead, I have no idea who thet might be.
