A massive book, published by Thunderstorm Books, and edited by Brian Keene. All the proceeds, including what the writers would have been paid, will be presented to Jesus's wido and his daughter. My essay "My Own Personal Jesus" is included and it might be one of the best things I've ever written. Jesus passed away two months after my dad in 2014, and I feel bad every day that 2014 was the one year we didn't spend time jawing on the phone once or twice a month.
Even with the tie making me look bloated and fat, no one mentioned my wacky tie. Might be worth another try, but I still have the frog one. I picked up that one at the Salvation Army last summer and the first one--which is stiff as cardboard--I've owned since at least 2000. No longer own the Elvis tie, alas. Might have to go back to my Bruce Springsteen t-shirts.
Regarding the state of my health, after throwing away some garbage Sunday night, I got dizzy, my neck had a feeling in it that is always hard to explain, sort of like an entire wishbone on an angle, but that's still not quite it. Anyhow. I passed out. Fell flat on the driveway, my head must have hit the edge of a crack.