cuttin' room floor

before we decided on Jesus Swept, our book had a bunch of other names and covers. this here is the first idea, still one of my faves. i'll post the others as time goes by.

hey tom robbins!

howdya maybe like to read this book and tell us what you think? be a blurber? seriously, you are the inspiration for all this anyway. jitterbug perfume knocked our socks off. totally off.

okay. you're on our list, too.

susan oh susan

today James sent an email to a book publicist named Susan Schwartzman - she's supposed to be the Navy Seals of book marketing.

think she'll take on this book? bet she does.

except there's one problem. James hates tv.

ten daze

Manohman I'm runnin' behind these days. James has been working on our website, which you can find at jamesprotzman.com. Not bad for an old man.

Heh.

six daze

heres another one of my poems

stinky smelly stubbly faces pushing at me cold
stop it or i’ll rip your heart out shark bait bastard
not as good as dead

heres a poem i wrote

after i took a little nap out on the beach one day.

scared some antsies when my pantsies
slipped down off my butt
yellow raindrops wished and washed them.
pissed them off.
so what?

who knew?

who knew gary was jesus? i didnt, not at first anyway. but there you go, surprises everywhere you turn.

you shoulda seen that bracelet though. that durn thing was cool.