Good news, Everyone!

aside from the obvious, i got another chapter of P:G done, i just found out something incredible.

a program called "jpeg book" can turn text files inot photos formatted specifically for reading on the
PSP. you know what this means... UHA e-books!

UHA is a series of novels i am writing and editing about characters who have problems and must deal with them. i've already written two books, but once i work out the kinks of this new program, i can sell e- copies of UHA online. so look for that on this site in the future.

also, while i was in austin, i passed by my old neighborhood-- ten years can do a lo to a slum. the place was gorgeous! freshly painted houses adn businesses. i barely even recognized it! it was like a wonderful dream... and the mot dreamlike part was my house.

what was once a white trash nest has been extensively remodeled into a 200,000$+ middle class haven with new evertything. full circle. also, miss murrow still lives across the street adn i stopped and said hi to her. had a nice chat. good to know the old girl is still going strong.
i even went to my old elementary school. talk about reminiscensce.

well, i'll have to save it for another time.

i'm back in corpus now and i have a big day planned tomorrow, so i gotta rest up.

Project: Gold Arc Zer0 Chapter 2

He’s a Goober – natorial Candidate

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“They are a street gang, a violent secret society, a radical revolutionary front. I’ve even heard some people say they’re a cult, but they’re a danger to you, a danger to this fine state of California, and I am not going to stand for it!”

The crowd in front of my podium cheered. Damn, I looked good in that suit.

“Our prison system is eroding; criminals are spilling out onto the streets, and unless someone does something— until someone does something, none of us are safe. Ladies and gentlemen, I am that someone.”

They were eating out of the palm of my hand, dude!

“If I am elected governor, I promise that you will all be safe. I will hire more police officers and give them bigger budgets…”

I flipped the channel.

“... but could Brinkman win?”

Could I win? Uh— yeah, dude! It’s easy to win when you’ve got a puppet enemy dancing in front of the people and holding their attention. And the other guy I was running against used to be a pop singer. I had this thing in the bag.

“Breaking news here at the top of the hour. The president has just been found dead. Apparently he was eating some cheaze-tose in his kitchen when one of them accidentally entered his windpipe, choking him to death. More on this as it develops.”

Oh, gravy. Dangle what I really want right in front of my face. I reached for the phone to call John and tell him we were going after the post of president earlier than planned. But then I remembered that the stupid vice president would just take over for him.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been informed of a touchingly tragic turn of events. We have just received word that the vice president has committed suicide. A note was found alongside the corpse of the vice president indicating that he did not wish to live without his beloved commander in chief.”

YES. I picked up my cell phone and called John. We were going for the big prize.