Bourbon Cowboy

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I'm a storyteller in the New York area who is a regular on NPR's "This American Life" and at shows around the city. Moved to New York in 2006 and am working on selling a memoir of my years as a greeting card writer, and (as a personal, noncommercial obsession) a nonfiction book called "How to Love God Without Being a Jerk." My agent is Adam Chromy at Artists and Artisans. If you came here after hearing about my book on "This American Life" and Googling my name, the "How to Love God" book itself isn't in print yet, and may not even see print in its current form (I'm focusing on humorous memoir), but here's a sample I've posted in case you're curious anyway: Sample How To Love God Introduction, Pt. 1 of 3. Or just look through the archives for September 18, 2007.) The book you should be expecting is the greeting card book, about which more information is pending. Keep checking back!

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Another Dave Quiz...With Pictures!


This one's simple. I got an extremely cut-rate bag of animal crackers from my local bodega the other day. It contained exactly six different shapes. My question: What the hell are these animals supposed to be?

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4 Comments:

Blogger that atheist guy said...

That's easy. As they appear:

1. Cow 2. Horse
3. Bear 4. Hippo
5. Bantha 6. Moomintroll doing calisthenics

10/30/2007 9:45 AM  
Anonymous Trip said...

I agree with cow and horse, though I'm not confident. I have rhino for 4 and polar bear for 6.

3 is a polar bear wannabe.

5 is an ottoman.

10/30/2007 2:14 PM  
Blogger JennyG said...

Amoebas

Duh

10/30/2007 2:18 PM  
Anonymous Francis said...

Obviously #6 is behemoth, which God made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox. Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly. He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together. His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron. Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play. Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not.

I don't know why you can't see the tail, though. Cheaply made cookies, I guess.

10/30/2007 7:01 PM  

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