I've sat here as 'moderator' and watched this last year the best deals ever.
New models, one of a kinds, and a basket full of my prized bullseye khuks- those at 18" and 28oz. I've had to sit and watch all of them go by. I couldn't even get in on the original Foxy Folly order because I did not have the money.
Today I made the step of searching for an Agent to sell my book. My friend and Lawyer is actually doing some work on that now for me, Bless him. It was as if a door opened. I was happy. I wrote Yangdu and told her I was exactly where I was supposed to be; moderating her HI forum and writing books.
I waited a long time for this. This forum kept my writing going. The friends here kept me going. And so many wrote to me, both publically and privately, wondering why I wasn't writing in earnest. Josh broke down and said When the F are you going to Write your Book!!!!
Bill said he hoped I'd sell a million, and if you have to do this to look the Angels in the eyes, (as I'd told him) then go ahead.
But what could I write? My wife said pick up that old SF book you started and finish it. That old thing?
So I don't know anything more than I did last year. I have fewer brain cells and lost my best friend. But what's to lose? What's the worst thing that could happen to me?
That I'd write books, write here in HI forum, sharing with friends and family, that I'd raise my three sons and love my wife and go out swinging and happy.
That's the best. That's the race, the gold ring from the Merry Go Round right here in my hands.
And I didn't see it clearly, though it's been coming for 49 years. I'll still be cranky and irritable sometimes, funny, forgetful munk, but I might be happy too.
Who knows? Maybe even a book will sell.
I'm where I should be. So I came home from driving to Town and saw this Foxy Folly deal, and asked Yangdu if she'd pick one out for me.
Norm, if I fussed a little too much about the 'score' I'm sorry. I threw the line in about Nasty just to raise a little fuss, kick up a little dust. This place needs a little dust kicked up once in awhile. Our dearest friends just passed, and some few more of them have moved on from our forum, making their own way in life, going ahead. New voices are coming, they're dropping down from the ceiling like the 101st Airborne, and I'm just glad to be here and be a part of it all.
This is a good place. I'm staying awhile. Some of the best people used to eat here, at that little table in the corner.
munk
You certainly seem, oh I guess you would say, _motivated_ for want of a better term! I'm glad I didn't get between you and one of these deals. 
