Save early, save often
Several extraordinarily kind people have suggested that I keep a backup of this site lest my work be lost- as if what I write here has any particular value. it’s a good idea, and as soon as I get back to a spot where I can, I will.
Sometimes, though, the best part about the stories is the embellishment; the details you remember- or leave out- with each fresh telling. I once had a person tell me that I was so full of shit my eyes were brown- but that my lies were so entertaining it didn’t matter.
Thanks, folks. I’m hoping to assemble these stories for publication someday, and this gives me a little more impetus to do so.
“I once had a person tell me that I was so full of shit my eyes were brown”.
I’m only “Half-Full” (that’s actually one of my family’s nicknames for me). Get it? One brown eye?
And I’d buy that book.
Me,too.
swmbo
Man, Freddy, I wish I had that comeback a dozen years ago. I had a girlfriend whose favorite comeback was that brown eyes line. I would’ve loved for the perfect chance to let her know I was only half full. First, show her my emerald greens. Second, yup, let her know she’s one third correct…
Og, I’d recommend writing a “zine”, like the penny press paperback wonders they sell at Quimby’s in Chicago, and other underground press places. But its utter lack of liberal content may make it non grata at those pc type places.
Og, you already know my opinion on a potential book. So back this stuff up. No sense in risking its loss from a computer glitch.