Tag: wendy weir

Bobby poses with his sister Wendy and a random Semite who was dressed by his mother to promote their new environmentally-themed children’s book Panther Dreams.

Which is a good title in that it brings up questions: was it the panthers doing the dreaming? Were we dreaming of panthers? Was it a punctuation error and the title was supposed to be Panther, Dreams. Dreams, Panther because the book’s about an awkward meeting between a jungle cat and a stripper?

Copies of the book fetch thousands of dollars nowadays due to a printing mishap in which the first edition contained nothing but naked extreme close-ups of Billy; the whole run had to be pulped.

At any point during your day, did you remark to yourself, “I’d like to see an autographed cover page from Panther Dream, the children’s book Bobby wrote with his sister in the mid-’80’s?”

Those people out there, those cardboard liars? They might have what you want…

Thoughts on the Dead has what you need.

p.s. I love how Bobby made his sister write the inscription. Her handwriting is so neat, too: can’t you see Bobby watching her carefully sign and personalize the book, impatient, and the second she’s done, he snatches it from her.

“Lemme show you how a pro does it, sis.”

Swishswop!

“There. Autograph from the Big Man. Ok, going to my dressing room.”

“Bobby, there’s no dressing room: we’re in a bookstore.”

“Then I’ll be in the Romance section giggling at the covers.”