August 1997 the biswick files by Sherman T. Biswick |
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Please Talk to Sherman
I've been on the ham radio with Sherman all day and
I'm pleased to announce I have finally convinced him to throw a little of
his retirement nest egg away and get on the Internet. Due to our
imploring, Sherman actually went down to the swap meet, traded in all of
his old Green Stamps and two army medals he's not sure were ever his for a
little used computer that will allow him to look at the web, read his email
and maybe play a little Tetris.
What does this mean to you?
We love the Biswick's clarity of thought and reason and of course, his
years of experience that outweigh any of ours. We thought about having one
of us do an advice column, but it seems we all are dysfunctional enough to
handle our problems by employing various combinations of the
masturbate/nap/eat/play records solution. Lest we insinuate our disease
onto you, we're putting your little woes in the hands of someone who has
seen it all, if only on TV, Sherman T. Biswick.
So - go ahead, ask away, he won't bite. We hid his false teeth last time
we visited anyway. At least say hi. You don't want him getting the idea
we're exploiting the most under-represented group on the Internet, the
lonely elderly.
in the junk drawer:
July 1997
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