Misidentification Of Tad Doyle Casts Doubt On Blogger
Howdy James, I hope you’re keeping well. I’m just getting in touch to ask if you’re in need of any freelance writing at JG2Land—if so, it’d be an honor to help out and I would love to get involved if you have any need for me.”
So begins an e-mail delivered to my inbox mere hours after it was brought to my attention that Tad Doyle is not, in fact, selling the Melvan. An “honor to help out?” If I “have any need” for you? I get it. You think I’m suddenly incapable of doing my job because I jumped to an utterly false conclusion about a satellite grunge figure. Well, let me tell you something—you could be right. Let me mull over your offer and get back to you.