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I just got over having some fun with myself, on my birthday, on Facebook. A Boy Alone. Thank you all for your loving cards and phone calls. Am I to inherit our friend Alan Baker’s friends? I don’t mind so. The value that you have added to my life whether over the years or overnight, is acknowledged and greatly appreciated. Your acknowledgment has added to my health, welfare and happiness whether you remember my birthday always falls on the first day of fall every September, sadly, twelve days after the eleventh.
Recently I have been working on the outcome of it all; US$60,000,000.00 in my Schools First Credit Union Account Number 75790 by my 60th year, exactly two years from today. There has been a delay. These funds come to me through my New York Times best selling books, my comedy stand up and otherwise, consulting, volunteering and lecturing on the state of our education and what we need to do, and go into the production of the series. I have all the answers, but as of yet, no one has asked me me the question. The state has been consulting people who are all too often unqualified to make decisions.
Just ask Ellen.
If best selling author Napoleon Hill is right, I will be booking an extended grand European tour for all of my family of the heart, probably as an award winning reality show if reality is still a part of our lives by then. If Napoleon is not right, then I will become the world’s ultimate failure, and t h a t will be my claim to fame. While I am on the subject, please let me know where y’all will be on December 21, 2012, that’s less than fifteen months from now*. I want to be in the best of company. Maybe I’ll be letting you know where I will be.
* and here we are in 2015, still flying around our sun at millions of miles an hour.
Many many years ago, Minister in my SOM practitioner training class, Dr. Dominic Polifrone said to me, “Alan, the world is applauding you, and you are listening to the last two people in line going, “Boo!”. I still hear them. They’re barely audible now. I have silenced them, but they still cry boo.
Godspeed to all who are a part of my life. Now I am going to go back to having some fun with myself on my birthday, attempting to balance between treating myself good and well — and abusing myself. My cat Miao just sat down next to me, after I told her what my friend Angelika wrote*. Is it possible to be spoiled by cats?
*”Ich soll mich von Euch verwöhnen laßen”, hab ich den Katzen gesagt, aber sie haben sich noch nicht Mal umgedreht. Bis später.