Don’t Hold Your Breath
I do have some news about Heart-o-darkness.
Ok breathe, in and out. Yes, into the paper bag, it really does help.
I decided a little while ago to try and get some sort of sponsorship. I figured if I pitch the story around at the same time I pitch it to a scooter and moped manufacturer, I might be lucky enough to get a nibble.
One nibble, leads to a bite, and a bite gets you a fish.
So I’ve been working on some pitch letters, and it’s one of those things that I really should have paid more attention with at school.
So far they’re pretty good. They’re polite, honest, and I think funny at one part.
Jessica who has been incredibly supportive (as long as I promise to wear a helmet) pretty much thinks the whole project is crazy.
We discussed it today, and she basically thought at one point when I mentioned “support of my girlfriend and friends” that made me look daring instead of “lone madman”.
Of course that’s what I wanted to go for, I wanted the image of a prophet of doom riding the earth.
She says take it out then.
“But they’ll think I’m crazy.”
“Oh no, we wouldn’t want that dear.”
So, the most important letter is to the moped guys. I pretty much have my real choice which is a Tomos LX, heavily modified for some more speed, carrying capacity, and looks. Also with a new paint job, and get rid of those side fairings.
But all that being said I still need the moped.
