What can you say about a 72 word themeless? Hey, that kinda sounds like a good opening line, maybe for my inevitable autobiography? Or maybe it's a title for the book? I don't know. You tell me: "What Can You Say About a 72 Word Themeless?: One Man's Journey (A Life)" Has potential, yes? I think it's growing on me. Maybe it's time to actually, you know, maybe start writing the outline. I bet if I really rolled up my sleeves it could knock out a pamphlet-sized work of art, check that, Work Of Art (better), about my life. Crosswords, band stuff, beers (loads of), typewriters, the "Life's Rich Pageant"(TM) that is being Tabitha's dad and Liz's husband. That's some scintillating stuff right there. Okay, I've decided. Not a pamphlet but an ebook. And when Amazon eventually switches to payment based on number of pages read not on number of books purchased, I can expect that FAT royalty check to creep up into the singles of dollars amounts. Get psyched people. Get psyched.
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