Tuesday, September 27th 2011 - Book 125 - I woke up and took one look outside, and I knew that no mining was happening today. It was pouring, so I tried to "be good," take a well deserved day off to read and "drink a few beers" in bed for once, but it didn't happen that way. An hour into my old writing teacher, Keith Scribner's "The Oregon Experiment," I heard my first knock on my door all season. "Yeah, right..." I thought. "I'm finally hearing things." But, there they were: two G Men dressed in green uniforms. The first one, with a fat dip in his lip, asked me nicely about a trail with gas cans next to it. I did a good job seeming helpful at the same time I told them absolutely nothing they hadn't already told me. The first G Man left, I went back to Keith's well-crafted but uninspiring story...only to hear a second knock on the door. After I answered the same questions for G Man #2 (playing the Dumb Supervisor role very, very well) and I waited a few minutes to make sure they weren't lurking around like scavangers, I felt a familiar tug on my sleeve... I spun around and oh Holy Moses! "It's the Whiskey Monster! And he told me, in no uncertain terms, that it was time to take the kid's gloves off, start drinking heavily, and make a book in his honor. Insert barbaric "Yalp!" here.
* Disclaimer: no whiskey was consumed in the making of this book *
PROP COSTS: $11.10 + (STORYTIME WORKED: 5hrs 17min x OUR EXCHANGE RATE (based on fed minimum wage): $7.25) = $49.40
A quiet, kind-eyed man bought this book at Bumpershoot 2013. He browsed through my books with his family. I feel good knowing it now has a good home!