Hello.

Over the past few days, many people have found themselves in the death-grip of a powerful curiousity.

"Where," they wondered, "will Phil Housley, a professional hockey player, play his professional hockey this spring?"

It has been my duty to assuage this curiousity, my duty to tell people about Phil Housley and his whereabouts. I have consequently been distracted and unavailable to serve you with regular updates to this hot sandwich. For this I apologize. You deserve better, really you do.

Before I resume service, however, it is your turn to serve me. I need your help. I am confused, and I hope you can make me less so.

Here is a picture I found on the information superhighway:

Am I:

1. correct in my belief that this is a product unlikely to sell well no matter how vigorous the promotion, or;
2. just helplessly naïve?

The problem is the name. Because "Ass fragrance" sounds like it would smell all farty and who would want that?

Not me. I like to smell of pine and lemon and ambergris, which is what sperm whales barf up when they have been eating too many squid beaks.

Posted by Bret at March 12, 2003 04:55 PM