Sunday

An intriquing proposal came into the office today, a personal note from the Govenor of Montserrat. They want to put my likeness on an official postage stamp. An expensive one, too--the $1.15 biggie. I shouldn't let myself be flattered; it's just marketing, just a ploy to harness my 60s notoriety to sell stamps to baby boomer collectors. But I'll be in good company. Jerry is on not one but several Montserrat stamps. Bob Marley, too.

Actually, the stamp should commemorate Applestock (duh!). But who am I to gum up the works? I 'm sending a picture. . . .