|President Clinton talking about When Pigs Fly|
successful tactics of '12 faltered in '13, and truth be told, I've been too busy in '14 to even try much marketing when results are so paltry.
So it's with pleasure I share with you my dream endorsement. No, really. It was a dream I had this morning just before my wife told me I was sleeping too late. In an unspecified city I am walking on the sidewalk, and President Bill Clinton sees me and beams with delight. "Hey Bob!" he says, hardly able to contain himself.
Then he shakes my hand with a strong grip. "I loved your book, man."
Next he's giving me a bear hug as I ask him, "You mean When Pigs Fly?"
"Oh yeah, man. That was great."
So there you have it: a presidential seal of approval for my work.
In my dreams.