Follower Offers Me Jimmy Nelson Ventriloquism As Gift. Danny O'Day Album. Jimmy Nelson.

The expression, "The greatest gift of all" is soooooo overused. What is the true greatest gift of all? Look right above at the picture my friends and you'll see. Jimmy Nelson's Instant Ventriloquism." On Vinyl!

And here's the great thing: I reader of my blog offered to send it to me. I got an email this morning saying

Dear Mr. Yak,

I found this record and gave it to my husband, &*% Nelson, as a joke for Christmas. Unlike you, he has no interest in it other than his name.  I would love to pass it on to you if are interested.  Let me know where to leave or send it, whatever.  I work at %$^*(  and live in %#(_*&.
 
^&*#^  Nelson
 
Long time listener, first time caller...

I thanked her but turned it down because I'm downsizing my life and getting rid of all non essentials.

But how great is that of the reader? And I did ask her in my email response to tell me how she found my blog. In my fantasy I have all of these readers that read all of my posts but never comment. But they feel like they know me. Scouring yard sales for items like this that they will someday present to me as a thank you for changing their lives.

And I picture some of the people at work saying, "You have to read this blog THAT BLUE YAK! It's great!" Then some of the uptight coworkers gather around for a gander. One says, "I don't get it."

But YOU get it.F those friggin' uptight bastard coworkers! They probably think The Big Bang Theory is funny!

Now let me make one thing clear. Just because I turned this item down doesn't mean I will turn other gift offers down. Are we clear with that? OK.

To read a post about my own Danny O'Day CLICK HERE.

Cheap Trick - I Want You To Want Me - Twitter Follower Entrance Song.

So just like my blog followers, I have Twitter followers that want to meet me in person now.
You can't blame them. Can you?

It's pretty touching I must say.

The fortunate thing for them is that they're local so they might meet me.

If they do, I may demand that this song by Cheap Trick is played when I enter the bar. And if I show up and the lighting isn't perfect - I ain't comin'*.



*That's what she said.