December 14, 1998 – Newsletter #6

December 14, 1998 – Newsletter #6

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Please visit https://www.htmlgoodies.com.

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This is the Goodies To Go Newsletter #6!

I’ll attempt to be as witty as possible on four hours of
sleep. I’m tired, but it’s a good kind of tired. The past
few days have been amazing. Yesterday I was in The Big Apple
at my first book signing…ever.

It’s both an eerie and wonderful feeling sitting behind a
desk 20 minutes before a book signing. You’re surrounded by
people who went to the mat to get it published. There’s a
pile of books with your face on them sitting there in front
of you. The surroundings are strange. You can’t stop
twiddling with the pen your wife gave you for the occasion.
You’re sure you’ll say something stupid to the first person
who comes in the door.

And the New York City chapter of Hell’s Angels meets right
across the street. Really. I could have tripped and landed
right on one of the bikes. Then one would have fallen into
the other, into the other, into the other, etc., just like
in the movies.

But none of that happened. The book signing was a success
and a bunch of fun. Plus I got the experience of driving
myself around New York City dodging cabbies who think your
car might look a little better with some bright yellow paint
scraped along the side.

Here’s the thing. If and when you get your own book
published just wait until you’re faced with a blank page. A
great young man named Niki was the first to stop by. He
pulled the book out his book bag and laid it there in front
of me. I opened my new pen, turned to the banner page, and
asked him his name. He told me and I wrote it down with a
fancy line afterward.

Then…nothing. I went totally blank. I swear. I actually
looked at this person and asked “What do you want me to
write?”

He looked back at me with a downturned eyebrow and said,
“Whatever you want.”

Smart kid. What did I expect? Did I think this person was
going to dictate? So I mustered all of my massive brain
power and wrote stunning prose that would have been worthy
of the Magna Carte.

“Thanks for coming” (or words to that effect).

Ugh! “Thanks for coming?” Why didn’t I just write that
having a book was neat-o? Or “have a great summer!”

Oh, well. That’s a look into the book-signing mind. Niki,
thanks for coming. Honestly. You were the first person that
took the time to trek into the East Village and ask for an
autograph. That memory will be forever ingrained in my
brain. I enjoyed looking at your web page. It’s a great
piece of work employing three seamless frames. And darned if
there isn’t a link to HTML Goodies right there for all to
see. Thanks.

More people showed up. I calmed down a bit, and wrote a
little more clever iambic pentameter. People told me they’ve
been with Goodies from the beginning and that they learned
everything they know from me. One woman told me that HTML
Goodies is bookmarked on every computer on the campus of
West Chester University (which is outside of Philly that
was a long trip, huh?).

I hate to sound maudlin, but it’s a phenomenal feeling when
you know you’ve built up a few karma points by helping
someone learn something new.

I didn’t get back home from NYC until 2 AM and had to teach
a class the next morning at 8:00 AM. But you know what? I
can’t stop smiling about the whole thing…

Next week I’ll get back to the technical stuff. I just
wanted to get this down on paper while it was still rolling
around in my head. I’m even funnier when I’m rested.

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And that wraps it up. I hope you enjoyed it. Until next
week…

Joe Burns, Ph.D.

“And remember…In Missouri, state legislators once approved
a five-pound, 1012 page bill that was intended to, get this,
reduce paperwork.”