Well, there’s a good lesson. I blogged a piece every day for a fat week after opening this web site, then took a day off, and it turned into an even fatter week of no blogs.
But not inactivity. I hope you’re all well. I’m in New York now waiting for a cup of barley bean soup and a hamburger in a hotel room. My book came out Tuesday, the third, and I’ve begun selling it with all my heart, or at least with all my jokes; which, when you’re a comic, is much the same thing.
Cal Morgan, from Regan Publishing, told me today that the book is in the top thousand on Amazon, and actually went from 860 to 775, and when I said, “So, that’s very good?” he said, “It’s fantastic. Congratulations.”
Well, of course I’m thrilled to hear that and all, but when you’re on the road after a full day of this and that, all you can think of is that cup of barley bean.
I’m very grateful to those of you who’ve bought The Creature. Thank you. And thanks for reading this blog and wanting more. I’m a little antsy about computers on the road, even though I’ve been shown with great patience how to sign in and such, but once or twice I’ve lost letters because the thing was on too long, or ran out of time, or I didn’t do something right, or have enough face paint on, so I’m going to make these shorter; installments, in a way. Additionally, the second that burger knocks on the door I’m going to post and eat, and send more later.
I used to feel just right on the road, as natural as a mountain man watching the sun come up. Once, on the movie “Undercover Blues”, in New Orleans, I ordered the exact same room service meal every day for a month: green salad with oil and vinegar on the side, trout fillet, broiled, with green beans and rolls, glass of milk. Every day. Then we switched to working nights, and I didn’t order anything for a few days, and four different people who worked at the hotel passed me in the halls and lobby, separately, and asked, “Is everything all right? The people in the kitchen wanted to know if you were eating somewhere else.”
Oops. Speak to you after some barley bean and a couple of radio shows.
