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Posted on 8th March 2012
Hi. It’s Dave again. Anyway, I forget if I mentioned this, but you know how I have a book coming out? Well, it’s true. And yesterday, Klaus Kinski, the Brooklyn Vegan comedy man who has already totally read it, wrote a super nice thing about my book and how much he liked it and thinks everyone else should totally buy it (which would be great for me, the guy who wrote it). You can read what he wrote by going here and scrolling down a ways until you’re all like “Oh, wait- here it is.” Or I can just quote the whole thing right here (which actually includes a quote from me, Dave Hill. Crazy, right?). Okay, here goes- he says:
Speaking of Dave Hill, did you know that motherfucker wrote a book and that it comes out on May 22nd? If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, then you’re thinking “Wait, Dave Hill is a flawless comedian. Dave Hill is a master guitar player, maybe the best in the world. Dave Hill is easy on the eyes. And Dave Hill can also write a freaking book? What can’t that guy accomplish?” I know, right? The book is entitled Tasteful Nudes. If you like stories…
…about stolen meat, animal attacks, young love, death, naked people, clergymen, rock ‘n’ roll, irritable Canadians, and prison, you have just hit a street called Easy because my book talks about all that stuff and a bunch of other stuff, too.
I am nobody’s shill and I wouldn’t be saying this if it wasn’t the Cod’s honest truth; this book is absolutely impossible to put down. It is so funny and well written that I simply could not put it down. Pre-order it now, then forget you pre-ordered it, so then one day it shows up in your mailbox and you’re all “Ha. Dave Hill’s done it again.”
Oh man, isn’t that nice? I was having a bad yesterday and then I read that and was like “Bad day is now officially good day!” I said this to myself because I live all alone in the place they will find my body. Oh, also, that’s a picture of a fainting goat up top. I wasn’t sure what photo to use for this entry and I just love those things, so there you go.
In other news, a couple days ago, one of my neighbors posted the poem above on the inside door of my apartment building. As you can probably tell, it’s a poem from one neighbor that passive-aggressively yet somewhat delightfully tells the person’s upstairs neighbor to shut the f@#k up and stop waking them up all the time. I have verified that this poem was not intended for me, so that’s good. But I have to say, I am kind of siding with the upstairs neighbor on this one. Unless, of course, the downstairs neighbor has already tried to speak directly to the upstairs neighbor about this like a million times before resorting to a public display of poetry. Either way, I’m pretty sure these two are totally going to end up killing each other, having sex, or both really, really soon. I mean, come on- how badly does the downstairs neighbor want to make out with the upstairs neighbor? Get a room- am I right? Life.
Love,
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