Dear Readers,

Although I am the publisher of this fine bi-weekly rag, I still get excited over earning the cover story. If I keep it up, I may earn a promotion.

Double publisher, maybe.

The question is, where to start the next Pulse. I have my ideas, better not give them away yet, though.

While I love the magazine, I’m certainly looking forward to our annual holiday break, only three issues away. Perhaps a vacation is in order, a getaway with Sarah, during which I can recklessly throw myself down a steep snowy slope while wearing two thin slats of wood on my feet.

Thanks to James Delaney for attempting to make us think about the way we live in these superficial times. Mr. Delaney should serve as an example to us all?if you don’t like the way American society is headed, write a book, or letter, blog, e-mail, note, pamphlet or other device expressing your views and enter the debate proudly. Putting something in print is a step towards making your hopes and views a reality, so printing it thousands of times must help extraordinarily. Therefore: I am stress-free, healthy and beautiful, I will seek, and win, the U.S. presidency in 2020. I have a car that runs and there are diamonds on my watch.

I understand Delaney is sick of seeing ditzy celebrities on news programs all the time, but I argue the political candidates, with their dry talk of foreign policy and such, are simply not as interesting as Brittany and Co. (just kidding).

I’d like to remind everyone, I have supported the Colbert ticket for over a year now, long before he even announced and supported his own run for the White House. The weathered sticker on my car proves it. No, no Stephen, that’s not “Stewart” above your name.

Some may soon be movin’ on up, to a deluxe apartment on West Main, if this new building comes about. I may have to grab one of those for myself.

A dead cell phone battery can be a good thing sometimes. Sure, it could be bad if one were stranded in a snowstorm while hungry and bleeding profusely or something, but voice mail is indeed checkable and returnable. And my e-mail is in the handy gray box imbedded in this letter. It’s a most useful form of communication. It’s not that I’m ignoring you, it’s just that I don’t sit around all day waiting on my phone to vibrate.

The Titans are finding a way to do it, somehow. It’s not looking incredibly pretty, but they’re putting themselves in a position to make the playoffs.

And congrats to the Sox, sweeping the World Series. There’s no more Rocks around those Sox.

Peace

Bracken Mayo, Editor in Chief