Saturday, July 18, 2009
The Goofiest thing I ever did
Bwah! Ha! Ha! Ha!
I'm supposed to blog about the goofiest thing I've ever done? What, that's like trying to find an individual atom in a block of iron, like trying to tell one ant from another, like trying to tell the difference between a Republican and a lobbyist.
Oops, sorry, my political views slipped in there. Must be all the Sarah Palin quitter coverage going on.
Okay, enough of that.
Goofy, huh? I mean, have you SEEN me at an author event? I'm like the definition of goofiness. I swear, if Disney knew about me, they'd hogtie, gag and fly me to Disneyland where I wouldn't have to wear a costume to amuse the kids.
And can we talk about my weird form of chicken dance? My mangling of the English language? I mean, even the way I'm built ... balding, pigeon toed, bow-legged ... my elbows are registered weapons with Homeland Security ... my wife claims I need a beeper when I back up so no one gets killed.
Okay, fine ... let me try and focus on one particular incident. Well, there was that one time back in college when I ... oh, wait ... not exactly PG. Oh, yeah, that time where ... hmmm, not exactly appropriate, either. Wait, once I ... um ...
Never mind. You'll just have to take my word for it. Micky Mouse's friend has nothing on me.
(hey, my book comes out soon! Beware, er, watch for it. check it out here http://www.fangface.homestead.com)