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Author: Timothy Kim Stoddard ,
Shanti Deva The Lazy ,
Eckhart Tolle
Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Imprint: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Dimensions:
Width: 21.60cm
, Height: 0.20cm
, Length: 28.00cm
Weight: 0.109kg
ISBN: 9781518611032
ISBN 10: 1518611036
Pages: 26
Publication Date: 31 October 2015
Audience:
General/trade
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General
Format: Paperback
Publisher's Status: Active
Availability: Temporarily unavailable
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The Rhea sisters interview Tim The door knocks. T.S.: Who's there? G.R.: It's Ghonna. May I come in? T.S.: Of course. Your always welcome. Coffee? G.R.: No thanks. All caffeined out. So Tim, how are things going? T.S.: Paws down. G.R.: Huh? Excuse me, what the heck is paws down? T.S.: As opposed to paws up. You don't want to be paws up. So paws down. Makes sense to me. G.R.: What? Can't you ever answer at least kind of normal? T.S.: Maybe. So how's Dia doing? G.R.: Dia's getting married. Otherwise, she's fine. Say, I've been meaning to ask you, if you ever got that calendar thing done? T.S.: Well, it's finished. The publisher actually accepted it. Go figure? You know the guy with the plywood desk and 2 x 4's. I must have caught him in a weak moment. I think all he needs is the bio. G.R.: Well great. But, your kidding. Why don't you just get the bio done? T.S.: I think it's because I feel really constipated these days. G.R.: You ought to talk to Dia about that. T.S.: No can do. She scares the shit right out of me. G.R.: That's exactly my point. T.S.: Hmmmm. Any chance, we get this interview over with. G.R.: O.K.. Tim, what do you love? T.S.: Puppy dogs and sunsets. G.R.: Listen to me. Get real and man up. You want to lock horns with me? Man up or I'm outta here. T.S.: Fair enough. Forget about the puppy dogs. This is what works for me. I love being the first one on the ski hill, just after it snowed about 2 feet of fluffy powder the night before. The best powder is in the Tetons. French for boobs . G.R.: Yeah. I'm listening. Continue. T.S.: Then, if I don't hit any trees, I go like hell as steep as I can, carving S patterns down the slopes with the powder vomiting off my chest gasping for air and wanting more, never stopping, legs burning until I crash. Then, around three, I'm completely shot. It's time for lots of beer and a warm lodge fire. When I feel my balance waning, a really greasy double cheeseburger and some red table wine. I find my rope back to my room. Call it good and sink into rem. G.R.: Now were talking. Anything else? T.S.: I love my aunt in Switzerland. G.R.: I think that's good for now. T.S.: Good. Tell Dia, I wish her well.
