Tuesday, September 20th 2011 - Book 119 - I made this cover from a box of instand honey wheat pancake mix. When I had the time, which I did not on this day, I liked rustling up some flap jacks and smothering them with peanut butter and syrup. I ate two tortilla sandwiches on my hike up to the crysal mine this morning, before I met Archer, Millionare Miner Rick, and his young friend, a "Blue-Eyed Superman-type Mountaineer from Switzerland." I helped Archer for a while, but mostly I felt like I was in the way. The only noteworthy thing I did, while I worked on my project leveling the trail to the bench, was almost nail Superman with a rock the size of a softball. It sailed right by his head. He was so busy rock hounding he didn't even see it. I, of course, felt obligated to tell him that "I almost killed you." He replied in broken English that it was OK. I ended up leaving early because I got tired of watching Rick. He was just sitting there, drinking beer and smoking pot, prompting Archer to find his precious "Twin," a crystal configuration prized by collector-types (I drew a likeness for you in the book). I didn't want to be there when Archer threw him off the mountain. Often Rick's attitude towards his role as a Crystal Miner was like my attitude towards instant pancakes: Just add Archer (or Bob), Boom, and kazam! instant Twin.
PROP COSTS: $10.40 + (STORYTIME WORKED: 2hrs 32min x OUR EXCHANGE RATE (based on fed minimum wage): $7.25) = $28.77
I sold this book at the NW Book Festival 2015 to the author in the booth next to me. Like many people that day, I wish I'd had more time to talk with him. I feel a sense of kinship to anyone who wears sunglasses on rainy days. I would have worn mine that day too, but Emily says it's "not inviting." In any case, if you're out there in Internet Land Mr. Sunglasses Man I have a request...Will you please send me some info about your book? I have a feeling you have an excellent story to tell.