Hi everybody. My name is Final Id. And I'm an addict. I can only use plain inks.

I own a bottle of Aurora in black. It's too shiny for me. I own a bottle of Parker Quink in black. It's too exciting for me. I prefer to use Waterman's inks. I have a bottle of Waterman's ink in black. Why would I want to use some other brand?

For those exciting days, when I really wish to howl at the moon, I get out my Waterman's in the astoundingly off-the-wall color of ... not black ... but blue-black. Or even, gosh, I'm ashamed to admit, Waterman's Florida Blue. You know, the washable plain one. I'm sure it's exciting, because the word "blue" is capitalized on the box. Upper-case letters! Wow!

And of course, for my brown-colored pens, such as my demure, staid, straightforward Waterman Laureat, I use Waterman's Havana Brown. "Brown" is also capitalized. What an exotic town, way down in Cuba, Havana must be. Probably never will go there. I figure if an ink color is to be indulged in, some outlandish thing other than blue or black, it ought to be in a shade that's ... well ... known for boredom. And lack of color. Because it's not really a color at all, but a mush of uncolored colorlessness, short only of gray for boredom: brown.

So what, you may ask, coaxed me off the wagon? Was it a green? A fuscia? Maybe a highlighter color from some fancy boutique company like J. Herbin or Noodler's? No. I'm so sorry to disappoint, but my story is still regular. It's another Waterman's.

Violet.

Wow, my life is changing. It makes me think of candy and summer sno-balls. And girls' taffeta prom dresses. What am I doing WRITING with this color?

Someone please help me. My name is Final Id, and I'm addicted to plain inks.