First, I'm sure most of you want to know whether or not your greatness has been recognized by James and I. The answer is, it has. But we don't have a winner. We do, however, have an excellent excuse.
James and his wife gave birth earlier today to a baby girl, Lucy Momo Kennedy. She weighed in at nine pounds, three ounces. James, being the conscientious judge that he is, immediately emailed me to request a postponement. Request was granted. If you'd like to wish him congratulations, his email address is firstname.lastname@example.org.
I have other news of interest.
First, I heard back from Agent Guy today and he has requested a second revision. Without getting too detailed, I swung the pendulum too far in the opposite direction. The good news: I now have one draft with too much and another with not enough. Between the two of them (and some more rewriting), I ought to be able to find a happy medium. One would think.
Also, I'm on facebook now. I don't know how one links to such a thing, but if you search me out (I'm using all three names, mostly because Chris likes it so much) I am confident you will find me. I've already found some of you.
Two pieces of entertainment commentary today:
1. If anyone knows how Danny Gans died will you please share? I did not know Danny Gans. I never saw Danny Gans perform. But if having your mug plastered all over town is a sign of importance (or totalitarian rule), than Danny Gans was one important (or possibly despotic) dude. What's the matter with the Vegas coroners anyway? Ever hear of something called "leaking information?"
2. Eddie Money, quite possibly the greatest living musician in the world, is branching out. Not content to mesmerize and inspire through his musical genius alone, Mr. Money has written an autobiographical musical. Money says, "It's different than (the Billy Joel-Twyla Tharp ballet) 'Movin' Out;' there are dancers and songs, but it does have a narrative arc, which I think is very important to the quality of it." If you're thinking, "That Eddie Money is one talented dude," then prepare to be shocked. He has also plans to release an album featuring country versions of his hits that he recorded last year in Nashville with John Ford Coley and a guest appearance by Vince Gill. Don't know about you, but when I hear "Two Tickets to Paradise" country-style, I just might die and proceed directly to heaven.
I won my second award, and just between me and my fellow bloggers, it's about flipping time. I mean, these things are being passed around like strung-out groupies in the back of Motley Crue's tour bus, and I've just now won my second? At least someone out there appreciates me. Thanks, Debra. I have to pass this award on to ten people, but this post is a little long already, so instead I'll go all-sixteenth birthday on y'all and post some pictures of my new whip. (That's what the kids call a "car" nowadays. Hip, huh?)