Based on the positive feedback from yesterday’s sighting of Happiest Days in the wild, I made a flickr group for other people who want to show off their book in its natural habitat:
Do you have Just a Geek, Dancing Barefoot, or The Happiest Days of Our Lives, by me, Wil Wheaton? If you do, this is your chance to show me, Wil Wheaton (and everyone else in the world, now that I, Wil Wheaton, think about it) where you’ve taken them.
So get creative, and show us your books!
From time to time, I crack myself up by calling myself “me, Wil Wheaton.” It’s a joke that J. Keith van Straaten and I came up with when we were doing his show together at ACME. It’s certainly funnier in my head (and on stage) than it is on the screen, but that’s never stopped me before, so . . . yeah, I’m just going to trail off now . . . . mmmpthhptt.
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In some ways, it would be funnier if *I* called myself “me, Wil Wheaton.” In fact, I may start. Thanks.
Regardless, I’ll set my books free tonight and see where they end up. It’s a little-known fact that books raised in captivity do not actually thrive in the wild, but we’l see.
I, Annika Barranti, think it is hilarious.
Uploaded some yesterday! I’ll be taking Happiest Days on a plane ride to Japan with me, so expect a few international shots! 😉
Well darn, I knew I should have gotten a picture… I read Dancing Barefoot every morning with my breakfast in Cayo Coco, Cuba this past February.
… ah well, at least Happiest Days is all set for some Nova Scotia summer adventures…
Zadig: Stolen! What a wonderful idea. I, Wil Wheaton, approve of this.Please note that this statement does not imply that the speaker is, in fact, Wil Wheaton .
Bah! It ate my comment. That last sentence is supposed to be in a fast, quiet disclaimer voice.
people who want to show off their book in its natural habitat
I’ll make you a deal, Wil: you meet me at the US/Canada border with copies of your books, I will trade shiny gold rocks with you for those books, then I will bring them home and photograph them in their place of honour – the … uh … “reading room”!
I might actually have to sign up for a flickr account for this. Only you could make me do that.
Im going to have to take those books everywhere and take random pictures now. Wonder if I can prop one up against the head pin down at the bowling alley? 😉
this will be fun. fun to do, and even more fun to see the results.
i’ve got two copies of just a geek – this means we may be able to take some risks with one copy to go for spectacular results, even if the tome may have to give it’s life in the process.
on the other hand, my best days copy is from that oh so precious first run. i don’t know that i’ll be able to remove it from its hyper-baric chamber or expose it to the harsh abuse of a camera flash.
I dunno, Wil Wheaton. That was pretty funny. It’s not just in your head!
Hm. I suppose we’ll see if books have an aversion to door-to-door political canvassing. Don’t worry: we work for the good guys.
Is this message approved by Wil Wheaton for America, and not endorsed by any candidate or candidate’s committee?
See, I would show you the books I have of yours in their natural habitat, but I have not purchased The Happiest Days of Our Lives, Just a Geek nor Dancing Barefoot yet. I haven’t even looked in any bookstores. I’m slack. <-- Not true fan, yet? :S
I love the “me, Wil Wheaton” line. If you ever tire of it you might try out Kim Evey’s line in Gorgeous Tiny Chicken Machine Show. It would sound something like this: “Have you read Dancing Barefoot by Wil Wheaton? Thata me!”
Wow. I should only comment before midnight.
Not wanting to rain on your parade or anything, but did you come up with the “me, Wil Wheaton” idea before or after Al Franken did it on Saturday Night Live?
BTW, I really enjoy reading your blog – it’s one of a very few sites that I visit every day. Thanks for putting the time and thought into it to make it so good, and for being so honest and forthright to give it real substance.
You should have an astronaut take one up to the space station and take a picture while reading on the commode they’ve had so many problems with. Wheaton in a weightless enviroment. Just a twisted thought. Now if you’ll excuse me I must go and shell out many upon many shiny gold rocks and fill up my Steiger so America can eat.
if i get my Happiest Days in time for my trip to NYC, perhaps i will take it with me! if not, i’ll take Geek or Barefoot