Three days ago, I received a book in the mail called The Four-Hour Day. It
was a self-published, semi-autobiographical utopian novel sent as a gift by
the author, Gabe Sinclair, a Baltimore machinist. Besides writing the book
and publishing it himself, he even paid the $3.75 postage.
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Well, elephants refuse to work more than four hours a day; the rest of the
time they are petted, washed and fed by their handlers. I always thought
they were on to something.
Thanks for the good words on Sinclair's book, Tom -- and may he prosper.
Joanna
At 23:53 29-07-01, you wrote:
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Well, elephants refuse to work more than four hours a day; the rest of the
time they are petted, washed and fed by their handlers. I always thought
they were on to something.
I like my boss, but I wouldn't want to be petted, washed, and fed by her.
Well, maybe fed. But Kells can pet me and
