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The next time a stranger; introduces themselves to you, shake his/her hand, while shaking, look them straight in the eye and calmly say:
“My farts smell like a new car.”
Or in Cantonese
“My fong pei smells like a new car.”
Or in Cantonese
“My fong pei smells like a new car.”
MY MESSAGE TO RAPPER & BEST SELLING AUTHOR: George Watsky
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Hello Mr. Watsky
Actually, Hello, Kevin Morrow & Jonathan Briks & Beckie Sugden
My name is Lindsay Wincherauk. I’m an author living in Vancouver, British Columbia.
I would like to ask you to forward this email to Mr. Watsky for me.
You see, last week in Seattle (August 6th), I picked up a copy of his book, “How to Ruin Everything,” at the Elliot Bay Book Store, amazing store. What drew me to the book were two things:
I knew nothing about the contents, nor did I bother to peruse a few pages.
Anyway, back in Vancouver:
AUGUST 14
It’s a beautiful summer day in Vancouver; 30 Celsius (86 Fahrenheit). I headed to Third Beach with my friend Jay to enjoy the day. I brought “How to Ruin Everything” with me.
A quick note on Third Beach: it is an amazing city beach halfway around Stanley Park only a short distance from Grouse Mountain and the Grouse Grind.
Actually, Hello, Kevin Morrow & Jonathan Briks & Beckie Sugden
My name is Lindsay Wincherauk. I’m an author living in Vancouver, British Columbia.
I would like to ask you to forward this email to Mr. Watsky for me.
You see, last week in Seattle (August 6th), I picked up a copy of his book, “How to Ruin Everything,” at the Elliot Bay Book Store, amazing store. What drew me to the book were two things:
- The cover.
- It was being featured at the store.
I knew nothing about the contents, nor did I bother to peruse a few pages.
Anyway, back in Vancouver:
AUGUST 14
It’s a beautiful summer day in Vancouver; 30 Celsius (86 Fahrenheit). I headed to Third Beach with my friend Jay to enjoy the day. I brought “How to Ruin Everything” with me.
A quick note on Third Beach: it is an amazing city beach halfway around Stanley Park only a short distance from Grouse Mountain and the Grouse Grind.
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Anyway, back to my day: I cracked open the book and began reading the story “Tusk.” I felt an instant connection because George and his friend Jackson made their way to Vancouver. While they were at the border crossing I felt as if we were almost with them because Jay and I were at the same crossing last weekend. Our crossing went a little along these lines:
Border:
“Where are you going? How long are you planning to stay?”
“We’re not criminals. Why does your tone imply we may be? Just for the day, unless we can find a hotel for under $400.”
I penned (typed) the entire account of the story and posted on my website under the title: “Greg from Germany Butts In.”
Back to “How to Ruin Everything:”
“Jay, this is awesome. They are coming to Vancouver?”
“Jay, they are meeting with their friend Lydia – I wonder if she lives in our building.”
“Jay, I’m reading a section of the book called August 14 – 15, that’s amazing, how is it possible for him to be writing this while I’m reading it?”
“Jay, they’re about to do the Grouse Grind…” we can see the Grouse Grind from where we’re sitting “…do you think we should rush over and try to join them.”
“Lindsay, you’re an idiot.”
A few pages later: August 16.
“Jay, I’m reading the future.”
Jay looked over at me, his eyes said, “IDIOT.”
In the PAST when Jay and I crossed the border on the way back from Seattle:
“We didn’t do it. Can we go home now?”
Moments later we noticed: No more fast food restaurant signs; and the highway, seemed to be washed.
(If you happen to read the story: “Greg from Germany Butts In” (In the “Poutine Section” of the site), there is a slightly disturbing part about masturbation in a Seattle Starbucks at 4 P.M. on Sunday August 7).
As for “How to Ruin Everything,” I love it; I flew through the first 100 pages while George, Jackson, Lydia, and her two friends were doing the Grind!
Thanks to the book, I now speak fluent Cantonese!
I promise to write a review when I finish it.
I have one... two requests before I rap up this message (I’m leaving it as rap because George raps, even though, there is nothing resembling rap in this email):
Border:
“Where are you going? How long are you planning to stay?”
“We’re not criminals. Why does your tone imply we may be? Just for the day, unless we can find a hotel for under $400.”
I penned (typed) the entire account of the story and posted on my website under the title: “Greg from Germany Butts In.”
Back to “How to Ruin Everything:”
“Jay, this is awesome. They are coming to Vancouver?”
“Jay, they are meeting with their friend Lydia – I wonder if she lives in our building.”
“Jay, I’m reading a section of the book called August 14 – 15, that’s amazing, how is it possible for him to be writing this while I’m reading it?”
“Jay, they’re about to do the Grouse Grind…” we can see the Grouse Grind from where we’re sitting “…do you think we should rush over and try to join them.”
“Lindsay, you’re an idiot.”
A few pages later: August 16.
“Jay, I’m reading the future.”
Jay looked over at me, his eyes said, “IDIOT.”
In the PAST when Jay and I crossed the border on the way back from Seattle:
“We didn’t do it. Can we go home now?”
Moments later we noticed: No more fast food restaurant signs; and the highway, seemed to be washed.
(If you happen to read the story: “Greg from Germany Butts In” (In the “Poutine Section” of the site), there is a slightly disturbing part about masturbation in a Seattle Starbucks at 4 P.M. on Sunday August 7).
As for “How to Ruin Everything,” I love it; I flew through the first 100 pages while George, Jackson, Lydia, and her two friends were doing the Grind!
Thanks to the book, I now speak fluent Cantonese!
I promise to write a review when I finish it.
I have one... two requests before I rap up this message (I’m leaving it as rap because George raps, even though, there is nothing resembling rap in this email):
- George, Jackson; what was your time doing the Grouse Grind?
- I would like to invite you to subscribe to my website for information on my soon-to-be-released meta-memoir: “Driving in Reverse – The Life I Almost Missed.” The link to subscribe is below. Of course I have an ANTI-SPAM GUARANTEE and all email addy’s are strictly confidential.
http://www.lindsaywincherauk.com/
http://www.lindsaywincherauk.com/greg-from-germany-butts-in.html
I hope this isn’t too forward of a request. I just figure people in the arts need to support other people in the arts. Who knows, maybe one day George could write a song for my book?
Kevin, Jonathan, Beckie, thanks for taking the time to read my message. Feel free to subscribe as well. It’s a small world, maybe one day, in the future, of course; we will cross paths.
Kindest Regards,
Lindsay Wincherauk
Author
P.S. I will share this story on my site, including a few of George’s songs!
Kevin, Jonathan, Beckie, thanks for taking the time to read my message. Feel free to subscribe as well. It’s a small world, maybe one day, in the future, of course; we will cross paths.
Kindest Regards,
Lindsay Wincherauk
Author
P.S. I will share this story on my site, including a few of George’s songs!
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