About Buying "I'm OK--You're Not." (And some other ... babbling, basically.)
In response to some (lovely) e-mails I received yesterday, I'd like to say that everything you might have read here about Penguins, Pain and the Whole Shebang is equally true about I'm OK--You're Not.
Except these are the--or at least three--online places to buy I'm OK:
Oh, wait! There's more! Pretty extremely apropos of not entirely a lot, the paperback edition of Comma Sense just came out. (Find some Major Comedy Yuks from that book at When Punctuation Goes Really, Really Wrong.) Wootwoot!
It is so completely cool to receive via Fed-Ex a whole big fat box filled with copies of your newest--well, not to mention your only--paperback book.
(Okay, so does anyone besides me and about one other person I know like "wootwoot!"? I'm quite a fan of it myself, but thought I'd ask. As my Regular Readers know, I'm also inordinately fond of "Yay!" and "Whoo-hoo!" To me, all three of these just ... look great in print. They always crack me up. And I'm especially fond of "wootwoot!" just now, because I'm new to it--and, just like any father, I like my newest child best. [This is a joke. Repeat: This is a joke. Please don't write me about how fathers shouldn't love some of their kids more than others. Please? I'll send you cash if you don't.] So whaddya' all say? Am I delusional for thinking that "wootwoot!" is just about the greatest thing since ... well, "whoo-hoo!"? Log in YOUR opinion today!! Wootwoot! (Um. Or "Whoo-hoo!" Or whatever.)