For a few years now I have thought about composing a book either of the strange events that I have experienced (see first few entries for examples) or about some offbeat topic which the world secretly loves to know about but is too embarrassed to experience or admit. 
Well my thinking that it would be a piece of cake due mainly to the way authors are constructed in movies where they just drink coffee in Starbucks and sigh a lot came crashing down before me after an article I read last week. (Article)
In the article it tells of some guy called Samuel (but prefers Joe for some reason) who apparently shared my idea of writing an offbeat book which the masses would go crazy over.. but rather than keeping it on the ‘to do someday’ list, old Joe actually put pen to paper about the serious topic of Plumbing. After writing the entire book, going to the trouble of publishing it, Joe’s next step it seemed was to have a book signing day which as many as possibly 11 people attended.
After reading the article the thought that came to mind immediately was ‘I so fucking wish I was there and drunk’ which was followed but ‘fuck imagine the effort he went through for nothing’ which quickly returned to the wishing I was there to see the disappointment, embarrassment which must have been all over his face.
Anyway overall I have decided to keep the thought of writing a book in the future open, only because I know my book would be fucking awesome and who ever didn’t show up would be the ones embarrassed about not being in the presence, even if only for a brief moment of such an awesome awesome man as I.
