Life and art. Thanks to all who have shared these books with your kids, grandkids, nieces and nephews.
Finally home, so here are the official highlights from the Decoded book tour:
10. Meeting the real Cliff Clavin in the green room and using every ounce of my strength to not do Pixar lines with him. Or Superman movie lines. Or Empire Strike Back lines (he's in them all).
9. Cousin sending me pic of Satan in Book of Mormon reading the Decoded book.
8. Having the National Archives read my post about how they're the Playboy Mansion to me -- and then when I get there, they present me with my own copy of the patent for the smoking jacket (that's Hef, baby!).
7. Personalized shampoo!
6. Visiting the Grassy Knoll for a secret special.
5. Using Lee Harvey Oswald's fake ID to get through airport security.
4. The poor security guard who made my Aunt Sally stand in the back at my NY event (oh, the guilt!).
3. Little old lady who came to Dallas event, leaned in close and whispered, "You're my number one after Pat Sajak. And Pat Sajak's my hero."
2. The below, which really happened (don't judge my readers or their use of photoshop).
1. Every single one of you who came to an event -- and those who posted to their family and friends on here, on twitter, and everywhere else. On every airplane I was on, I read them all and appreciate it more than I can express. You're truly my family. Love to you. I'm now going to take a nap.
Visit to the Grassy Knoll in Dallas caught me profoundly off-guard when I saw the "X" on the ground where JFK's head exploded. On the lighter side, I will say the Decoded book signing also brought out a woman who asked to be notified when I'm single, a writer who talks about me in her erotic fiction, and a little old lady who leaned in close and whispered, "You're my number one after Pat Sajak. And Pat Sajak's my hero." The moral of the story: I've got plenty of prom dates in Texas.
What's more absurd: that this fancy hotel does personalized shampoo...or that they think I need shampoo?
In DC, snuck in a trip to the National Archives, which is my version of the Playboy mansion. Plus, they let me break the rules and take a picture of the Declaration of Independence with my favorite book. Tomorrow, headed to the grassy knoll (true).
Flew back from NY to make today's Lego Club. Youngest son demanded we dress up for today's Star Wars theme. Then, Lego announced Star Wars trivia contest. Did we win? C'mon. Twice.
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