12/11/2004
A SURE ILL FOR WHAT’S CURING YOU
Whenever I’ve got a cold/flu/visit from the Martian Snot Beast, I always take cherry NyQuil. Why, you may ask?
So I’ll always have something to be thankful for; namely, that I’m not taking regular NyQuil.
YOUR URGENT ASSISTANCE REQUIRED
OK, I guess it’s time for me to consider writing a book. I’ve always been daunted by the fact that so many people are trying to write books, and so few of them succeed. But I’ve decided that the best way to deal with that problem is simply not to care about it. I’d be better off just writing for my own purposes instead of trying to figure out what the market wants.
So help me out . . . what should I write about? Because, frankly, I haven’t a clue. I mean, I have some ideas, but I’m not sure they would hold anybody’s interest . . . not even mine for the months it would take to research and write. But I need a winter project. I covet your comments.