Blog Entry 2

Thank you for your responses to my e-mails, and thanks for buying the Freddie Chapman novels. I would love to hear from you after you have read them. I have a third book finished, (The Best Deal in Bluefield) which I hope to release in a couple of months.

Several years ago I gave a series of speeches in a tour with the Georgia Chamber of Commerce. I was never sure if the words I had spoken had made any difference to the people who attended the events. Then, about three years later, I met a guy who had attended.

"Don, I can still remember what you said three years ago at the conference."

I was proud that I had made a difference. "What do you recall about the speech?" I asked.

"The joke about the technical bastard!"

Times haven't changed much. The story about the Cowboy in the bar seems to be the major impact that Freddie Chapman has had. I promise to put a funny story in each book, if you promise to keep buying the books.

Here is one of my favorite stories. Many of you have already heard me tell it.

I must apologize to the group I have picked out to be the butt of this one. The Redneck Weightlifter can of course be replaced by your favorite ethnic group, but Rednecks seem to be the only remaining group we can poke fun at these days.

A kid growing up in rural Georgia happens to see a Muscle Beach magazine, and vows that he is going to someday visit and impress the hot girls. He dutifully builds himself up, and years later makes it to California. He struts up and down the beach all day, yet every woman seems to ignore him. So he asks one of the other muscular guys what gives.

"I look as good as any guy out here, but the woman don't seem to be interested. What's the problem?"

"Friend, you can pump iron all your life, but there is one thing you can't build up. Tomorrow, put a potato in your trunks."

The guy takes the advice, and the next day is out flexing again, this time with a potato in his trunks. He struts up and down the beach all day. If anything, he gets less interest than he did the prior day. He sees his buddy from the day before, and is a little steamed.

"Hey, you told me if I put a potato in my trunks I would get some action!"

"Yes, I know. But how about tomorrow you put the potato in the front of your trunks."