Maybe.

I’m reading a really funny book, The Reluctant Tuscan, by Phil Doran.

It’s a wonderful portrait of the particular kind of “quirks” (i.e., derangement) that afflict comedy writers. I really identified with this guy’s brand of neurosis.

A wacky, disparate syndrome: living via fast food drive-thrus, over-identification with your job, prone to hysteria, …. it’s a long list.
: )

For some reason this is the part of being a writer that freaks me out the most — seeing my autobiography sold alongside those of famous people who I grew up idolizing. This time it’s a #1 bestseller ahead of Mary Poppins, Eliza Doolittle, Queen Guinevere, and Maria von Trapp. : )

What? Me and the President?

I was making a routine check of my email when I saw this ad on the AT&T Email Home Page.

At first, I thought I was losing my mind.  When I calmed down, I took a screenshot to prove it was not an hallucination.  I’ve cropped the actual emails out of the message to protect the privacy of my friends.  Even if it was just for a moment and then another book was put in the ad for the next person who clicked….it was pretty fun.