The Adnostic

Ever since BlogHer, I've been suffering from masthead envy. Not that I wanted to get rid of my Devil Girls (I love them. They are the visual representation of my id), but I couldn't help feeling it needed more "oomph." I mean, just looking at Dooce's gallery of retired mastheads made me want to consider the possibility of intellectual property theft. I promise it was a fleeting notion that only coincided with the occasional lapse in morality.

So I e-mailed my parents' friend, Scott, who recently started his own graphic design firm and asked how much a snazzy new masthead would cost. He called me back and told me that not only would he do it for free, but he would also give me a redesign every so often.

This kind of generosity called for drastic measures. I e-mailed Momiji Man and asked if he would pick me up a bottle of my favorite reposado, which is unavailable in the US, on his next trip to Mexico, which will be given to Scott as a kind gesture in repayment for a kind gesture.

Now the question is how do I repay Momiji Man? Tickets to the Wasted Festival? Dance lessons?