You know those moments in life when you know you’ve just come up with a life-changing idea? Like Mark Zuckerberg when he
stole created Facebook, Steve Jobs when he started Apple, or that loser guy that created Snapchat (and then subsequently did not sell it for seven billion dollars). My idea is definitely in the same category.
Drumroll please!!!!!!!!!! I am so excited about this project, I’ve been keeping my lips sealed for much too long (Since February, who says I can’t keep a secret?)! Of course, I had to wait for the gift to be given before I could write about it, because I completely expect that my brother is reading my blog posts daily. If he’s not, he shall be excommunicated from my family. Those are the rules, I’m simply here to enforce them.
My brother (he’s actually a brother-in-law, but after this gift I am sure I’ll be promoted to real-life-sister) is turning 30 today and is quite honestly amazing. KD is one of the funniest men I know, and that’s not just because he’s family. Because he is family. And he’s special. That’s what my mother-in-law says anyway, so it must be true.
For KD’s birthday I wanted to come up with something amazing. Spectacular. Fabulous. Original. I contacted Mr. Zuckerberg, Mr. Jobs, and Mr.
Loser Guy for ideas, but they couldn’t help me. Something about their ideas not being original….
Finally the light bulb went off: He has me laughing my butt off (if only literally) every single day while I read his Facebook status updates, so why not publish a book with every single one since he started Facebook? I mean, it might take me ten months, but he’s worth it right?
I got to work:
Super Easy Steps
1. Copy/Paste all statuses/photos into a Word doc (KD’s were over 300 pages!) (Seriously…sometimes 3x a day?!?!)
2. Format and resize photos to your liking (I only chose the really important ones…like every photo that I’m in!)
3. Save as a PDF
4. Upload to Lulu.com
5. Print and ship (less than $20 total!)Side Note: I just want to say that I completely understand how Mr. Guy must have felt when he decided not to sell Snapchat for SEVEN BILLION DOLLARS. I felt the same way in 1997 when someone offered me $500 for a Beanie Baby. I knew that it would only increase in value. Thank God I didn’t sell it. It’s taking up valuable space in my grandmother’s basement.