Actually I live within a two minute walk of Roosevelt. But... I've never played. I'd like to learn though. Let me know if you feel like taking the time to teach a rook. After all, it can't be that hard. Can it?
As I dictate this missive to my stenographer, it is not enough to apologize for my lack of communique heretofore. I therefore have pledged to festoon myself in opprobrium, walking ashamedly in my rock garden, flagellating myself with a cat-o-nine tails. To further honor this solemn oath, I shall refrain from driving my Bentley, excepting those occasions when business at the country club requires my attention.
I should like to think that, while your missive was, shall we say, less than posthaste, the information contained therein was found to be accurate and without error, in out from which to theretofore I swear by therefore I swear (from whom). I also regret to inform you that the lexus is incommunicado, as it is in the possession of my mechanic, who is a rather crude fellow. However, I should like to think that the maserati is fully functional.
Margerine, it is with great shame that the writer of this epistle regrets to inform you of his pressing need to bother you with his inquiry, but I was just wondering if you happened to know how one would go about changing their displayed moniker. I wish not be Rick James... anymore. I should like to think there is a way to accomplish such a goal, for if my suspicions are correct--and they always are--I changed my moniker once already, but in the course of my habitual somnambulation I fear that I have forgotten.