Welcome to “Dear…”, a series of micro-letters addressed to persons, places or things that need some addressin’ to.
Without further ado…(ahem):
Please stay in San Diego.
Dear Guy Who Works At the Bank,
YES, she’s hot…but I need help at the ATM too…weenis.
Dear Person Who Gets SO Wasted at a Concert That They Pass Out,
Since you have so much money to just blow on concerts and be under the influence of SO many substances that you can’t even pay attention little less care for what you miss, can I borrow a few bucks?
Dear “Alternative” music,
You haven’t been “alternative” in about 15 years.