In my latest book signing announcement, I included this:
My last book signing of the year, and probably the winter, is this Saturday, and I’d like everyone to attend. Everyone in the world. Yep, all seven billion of you. Except you, that guy with the blue coat in Apsheronsk. You’re a little creepy.
Don’t worry, there’s plenty of free parking along Main Street in Kendallville, although some of you might consider carpooling …
Remember, every time you don’t go to my book signings, a butterfly in the Amazon flaps its wings. Don’t cause a hurricane.
Now, I don’t really expect everyone in the whole world to attend, but I figure–who’s going to be keeping count? But I hope nobody researches the butterfly issue.