BAD NEWS COMPUTER LETTER

Well, I shoulda known that it was too good to be true. I got this computer letter from Harmons' boss-man.

Hi Andy,

Hey look buddy, I'm gonna have to let you go. Don't get me wrong. You have done real good, but we're gonna have to bring in some big guns on this NFL steroid story.

I just gotta have a Redneck on it with more experience, contacts, and writing skills. Maybe in the future I can throw you a bone. I'd be happy to read anything you want to submit.

I feel bad about it Andy, but this is big. It's too big to trust to a rookie. I know you are disappointed, but I hope there's no hard feelings!

Hey look, you can keep the portable computer, the computer camera, the tablet and pencil, and the Tracphone as a gift from the RP. But I need you to go on home because my ace reporter Conrad is on the way to Phoenix now, and he's gonna need your hotel room. Leave the Press Pass, the Super Bowl ticket, and the Platinum VISA card in the top dresser drawer. I figure you already ate the M&Ms, so don't worry about that.

I contacted Delta and they have a ticket waiting for you at PHX.

I'm sorry.

Love, Harmons' boss-man

Well, it was fun while it lasted. For one brief, shining moment I had my one brief, shining moment in the Sun. I'll be okay. I'll bounce back. I ain't gonna let missing one Super Bowl, and losing out on my "All The Presidents' Men" chance get me down. NO SIRREE!

Well, I love you honey. I'll be home before you know it...by supper time...cook some greens would you? You know how I get when I travel, and I could sure use the fiber.