One of the first reviews of the Local Economy Revolution noted that the language in the book was a little, um, salty. I have always found a certain kind of aesthetic pleasure in a well-placed cuss word, and I think I indulged that a bit as I worked to make the book as much my personal voice as possible. And well, yeah… I say that kind of stuff. Sometimes. Ok, a lot.
But apparently doing so made me much more impervious to pain. So call this my PSA for the day: the next time you whack your thumb and a word your mother wouldn’t approve slips out, just remember what Good.is said:
Oh, and …. nyah.