Where have I been all my life? Trying to work out a problem of my own creation? Yeah, well, maybe but some things clear up with experience. I have returned to my novel with renewed interest since there is a convention coming up in town next weekend. I needed to review the elevator speech for WORK SHY which I'd nearly forgotten: Artist dies then becomes famous with an old friend working as a glorified PR man. The project goes to Hollywood and implodes. It is a solid premise. In the meantime, I sell cool records in yard sales. I have a lot of cool records. Last week I found a Kurtis Blow 12 inch single "The Breaks" in my neighbors trash.