It's me. Honky. I'm just writing because I haven't heard from you in a long time - since before the accident - and I'm not even sure you're alive anymore. How's it hangin', bro?
Everything is OK here. Sally got her face split open by a 5-iron. Right through the mouth! She's better now, though. She misses you.
How's the baby?
Anyways... I was feeling a little low-blood-sugary this afternoon, and since I didn't have any candy on hand I ate a sugar packet. That made me think of you.
