It Turns Out Most Of The Conclusions

Over The Years, There Certainly Have Been Plenty Of Ideas That I've Had And Given Up On, But For This One, The Only Thing That Was Standing In Its Way Was Me Doing It - I Just Had To Write It... And Then If It Didn't Happen, It Didn't Happen. But I Didn't Want It To Be For Lack Of Effort On My Part, So I Had Hunch That It Would Be A Good Story And That We Would Work Well Together. And It Certainly Worked Out That Way.

Three Has Always Been Tougher Than Two. Think Of Any Of Your Famous Threesomes. The Three Stooges? Look At The Anger There. My Bet Is That Before Curly Was Born, Moe And Larry Could Play Together For Hours Without Even A Single Poke In The Eye. Huey, Dewey, And Louie? Donald Duck Never Had A Moment's Peace. The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly? I Rest My Case.

The Consumer Mentality - We Like Something, What Other Flavor Does It Come In? We Like That Tv Show, Does It Come In A Book Form? Does It Come In A Capsule? How About A Soup?

My Wife And I Never Agree On The Dishtowels. It's A Matter Of Terms. She Asks Me Not To Put The Dishtowel In The Sink. So I Drape It Over The Sink, But Not In The Sink. If That's Our Biggest Problem, I Think We're In Good Shape.

I'm Not Smart Enough To Write About Something That Didn't Actually Happen To Me. But I Couldn't Write A Space Movie If You Put A Gun To My Head.