The Long Dream

Hey. Hello. I just sold a case of my ScribblePads to Walmart. The calm part of me is suppressing the other part of me who is jumping up and down and dancing around giggling like a little schoolgirl while wetting himself. I wake up each day and look for clues as to whether or not I am dreaming. If this is a dream, it is the longest dream I have ever had. Eight days, it has been. I haven’t tried pinching myself. I just did it and it hurt, so that is supposed to prove that I am not dreaming. I think I am holding my breath. It was just too easy. I don’t know for sure if they are out on the floor, yet. This picture was taken before I talked to the manager. I like to think that doing this gave me a little more positive juju. A little bit of magic. I also could have gotten arrested or fined. I think that when I talked to the manager the main thing I conveyed was that I just wanted a chance. Maybe those were the magic words. “I’m just asking for a chance.” That is what I said. This is only speculation, though. I am trying to stay calm because even though I got my product in Walmart, now it is a matter of my product flying off of the shelves if I am to claim success. If you are in the Fenton, MI area, stop by their Walmart and buy a couple. Cool. Yeah, cool. Stay cool.

PS…..I went to the Fenton Walmart to see if they were out on the floor, yet. They are not. I was told that it takes a little time to get registered in the Walmart vendor system.

And Yet Another Tiny Drawing

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When my niece, Amber, was about three years old, she told me of the dream she had. “I dreamed about little bunnies in Kool-aid who can only get out at the bottom.” Of course, I thought it was hilarious. As a matter of fact, at that age, just about anything she said was hilarious! So I visually commemorated her dream.