Okay. I haven’t sent the book yet. Probably if I had sent the book then arch Kombinator Marek (aka Soapbox Louie) would have linked me when he set up the new site. As it is he links only famous people. I would be famous too if I could keep my promises in a timely fashion. I will send you the gawdamn book! I will I tell you! How long must I put up with this persecution? It hasn’t even been six months since I promised it. I’ve had it at home on my desk and I wanted to read it first. But there’s just so much to read. Some people read whole bookstores. I’m lucky to last through the credits on a Sopranos re-run.
I will send you the book. It is in honor of your citizenship. As a citizen – or “citoyen” as residents of Louisiana are required to pronounce it – you get a book. I have ordered and taken delivery of the book. I have not read the book myself, but it is about play and I am not about play. I, like a necrophiliac Oscar Wilde character, I am in dead Earnest. No play here by god. Just serious bullshit. So when I send the book you may want to smudge the room or some other new age bullshit that will clear the straight and narrow and furrowed brow vibes. I heard a native American on the radio saying that the whole new age bullshit thing was like the genocide. Probably he was confused, or I was confused in what I heard, since the genocide was a pretty bad thing. But his point was that both the genocide and the new age hippie-dippie bullshit were based on some cultural assumptions that were dead wrong. No relation to dead Earnest. I’m going to write a story, “The Importance of Keeping Promises.” When I am finished I will send the damn book.