Where the rubber meets the road, nothing thrills a human so deeply as a ball commandeered and carried off the other way. Perhaps we set the bar too high.
Monday, March 11, 2019
Sunday, February 24, 2019
Selling books last weekend at the Cortez Seafood and Levine Festival and discovered there's a new humanoid on the block. Not sure if this is a race or species or just the latest sign of the devolution of our cherished brand, but here it is:
Perfectly normal looking young woman walks by my booth.
“I'm selling my books,” I say jubilantly, expecting this to greatly excite her. “Got my hit novel right here.”
Never slowing down, she turns her head my way and says, “I'm a Kindle Person.”
I'm not sure if this means she was created by Amazon Kindle or she joined a cult that worships Kindle. Whichever, it may be a chilling portent of things to come. The battle lines are being drawn.
at 9:20 PM
Wednesday, February 13, 2019
been thinking a lot about something lately. No matter how much I may want it, I'm never going to achieve my goal. It's hard to imagine what kind of person would actually want to be an Oscar Meyer weiner anyway. or any brand of hot dog. I'm over it. So really, I'm glad I'm not an Oscar Meyer weiner. Want what you have.
at 11:02 AM