The Shape of Days

“Where’s he been?” wondered the adoring public. Only now can the truth be told.

For the past three-and-a-half months, I’ve been putting a pretty startling amount of effort into writing a weekly column about the TV show “Survivor.” Some of y’all may be aware of this already; it’s gotten some attention out there on that Internet thing.

Last week, on Sunday, the 9th season of “Survivor” came to an end, and with it ended my column.

I’ve spent the past few days assembling my columns into a book, a book that you yourselves can download and read at your leisure. The book weighs in at 3 MB (PDF format), is 263 pages long, is handsomely typeset and comes with a table of contents and an index that I promise you will be more amusing than actually useful. (See sample at left.)

Along the way, I did a fairly half-assed editing job. Why lie about it? I can’t edit my own work; I just lack the ability. But I fixed as many typos as I found, which was more than a couple.

Download your very own copy of Pants of Fire by clicking here. The file is protected against copying and printing; if you want to print a copy or do something else that’s entirely reasonable, just drop me an e-mail and I’ll make an unencrypted copy available for you.

This post is part of a series. You can read the whole thing here, if you’re into that sort of thing.

• A very short post on the subject of vigilance
• Bring me more pants
• Goblets: check. Fire: check.