Dear readers, friends, and family,
Joe Ecclesia here.
Jeff Minick has asked me to tell you he’s taking a two to three day sabbatical from Wolves In The Attic. (Whew, right? I mean, I know this guy, and he’s okay, and every once in a while he writes an interesting piece, but as Bugs Bunny used to say, “What a maroon!” He’s describing all these objects in his apartment, everything from a stone whatchamacallit—I don’t mean the candy bar—to a desk. What’s next? An essay on the significance of his underwear drawer? Enough, already.)
Joe Ecclesia here.
Jeff Minick has asked me to tell you he’s taking a two to three day sabbatical from Wolves In The Attic. (Whew, right? I mean, I know this guy, and he’s okay, and every once in a while he writes an interesting piece, but as Bugs Bunny used to say, “What a maroon!” He’s describing all these objects in his apartment, everything from a stone whatchamacallit—I don’t mean the candy bar—to a desk. What’s next? An essay on the significance of his underwear drawer? Enough, already.)
Meanwhile, I command this keyboard and screen, which gives me the chance to speak my mind. Look, this Minick guy is into me for some shekels. You don’t believe me? Take a look at his second book, Learning As I Go. I wrote about fifteen of the essays in that book. You think I’m pulling your chain, yeah, well buy the book and see whose name is tucked under the first pieces. That’s right—it’s me. Good old Joe Ecclesia.
When I asked Minick about the money, he said he needed to sell some more books before he could pay me. What’s up with that? The dude has written four books--Amanda Bell, Learning As I Go, Dust On Their Wings, and Movies Make The Man—and he can’t sell enough copies to squeeze some juice for me? I’m not buying that orange grove. I’m not even renting it.
Anyway, if you’re in need of a read, go to amazon.com and you’ll find his books. Order one or two or more. If they don’t appeal, give ‘em to Aunt Martha for her birthday or Uncle Harry for his Christmas. Use them for doorstops or rip ‘em apart and insulate your attic. For all I care, you can pass them around like those perpetual holiday fruitcakes. Just help this guy move some books so I can get what’s coming to me.
Thanks, buckaroos,
Joe Ecclesia
When I asked Minick about the money, he said he needed to sell some more books before he could pay me. What’s up with that? The dude has written four books--Amanda Bell, Learning As I Go, Dust On Their Wings, and Movies Make The Man—and he can’t sell enough copies to squeeze some juice for me? I’m not buying that orange grove. I’m not even renting it.
Anyway, if you’re in need of a read, go to amazon.com and you’ll find his books. Order one or two or more. If they don’t appeal, give ‘em to Aunt Martha for her birthday or Uncle Harry for his Christmas. Use them for doorstops or rip ‘em apart and insulate your attic. For all I care, you can pass them around like those perpetual holiday fruitcakes. Just help this guy move some books so I can get what’s coming to me.
Thanks, buckaroos,
Joe Ecclesia