Every once in a blue moon though, for just a nanosecond, a smidgen of doubt will work its way into my consciousness. A few minutes ago that smidgen snuck in. So, I did what any rational, sane, level-headed, over-educated middle-aged woman would do, I consulted the Magic 8 Ball. Today, I asked the orb of infinite wisdom and insight, in the most earnest voice I could muster with all of my inner "Donny Deutsch" behind it -
Oh Magic 8 Ball, is my essay for Edy's a winner?
The response, after the jump....
Is that a sign or is that a sign?
True confession time: I've never even read Donny Deutsch's book. That's particularly notable since I've known of and admired the man from when he was just a young up-and-comer in the ad agency world of Madison Avenue in the mid 1980's. Incidentally, I moved to New York City in 1986 with my journalism degree under my arm and the intent to take the advertising world by storm (Young, Rubicam and Weinberger had a nice ring to it).
So, if you're ever looking for a gift to get me, here's something you'll know I will enjoy getting.
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