I try to refrain from blatant shameless plugs in this blog, but I have a good reason for it this time. I don’t want you to miss out on a chance to win dinner and a movie and a one-of-a-kind piece of artwork from little old me. If you’re reading this blog, you probably already know that I have a book coming out (I’ll believe it myself when the pallet of books arrives at our office.) And if you’re reading this blog, you probably are one of those people who think childhood is a state of mind, rather than a stage of life. If so, I can whole-heartedly testify that you’ll love the book.
(I confidently say that primarily because my brother loved it and he got choked up a few times. This is important for two reasons: 1) he’s not normally the type to get choked up, and 2) he is the very same brother who bears the scar on his forehead from a Fisher-Price school bus – you know the one – that I threw at him when we were younger. We were quite the rivals.)
Anyway, if you’re even considering the thought of ordering the book, you might as well do it before July 25th because you’ll have a chance to win the assorted goodies I spoke of. And if you think it stinks, just send it back. I don’t want you to miss out on a nice dinner at T.G.I. Friday’s and some original art you could sell on eBay for at least 35 cents.
See how thoughtful I am?