Wilt said THAT?

Wilt Chamberlain didn't have a blog? Did he? Well, what if he did ...
If you've ever come across the weblog of L.A.-based screenwriter/producer/author/radio commentator Paul Davidson called "Words For My Enjoyment," you know he probably got an A in creative writing somewhere during his formal education.
His new book called "The Lost Blogs: From Jesus To Jim Morrison" is proof of it, as Davidson covers "the historically inaccurate and totally fictitious cyber diaries of everyone worth knowing. Among the 175 pseudo blogger printouts are from Wilt, Abner Doubleday, Vince Lombardi, James Naismith and Babe Ruth.
Wilt ... The Big Dipper ...

We can't help but imagine the accounting problems he'd have with a blog. Without Davidson's permission (OK, we got it from his publicist), we offer this excerpt:
http:/www.wilt_chamberlain.com/counting-up-blog/
Subject: 14,372, 373, 374, 375, 376, 377, 378 (and maybe 379)
What up people!?
Let me just say right now that this week's been crazy busy for me! No! Not the b-ball, but the ladies! Man, now those ladies love the Wilt. This week, I met #14,372 after a b-ball scrimamge, met #14,373 in line for a hot dog, met #14,374 while picking up a dime off the sidewalk, met #14,375 while wiping my windshield clean at the gas station near my pad, met #14,376 while shopping for dental floss at the market, met #14,377 through a mutual friend at a dinner party, and met #14,378 and her sister (which technically should count for 378 AND 379) while callin' a cab.
Maybe you could be #14,380 if you're lucky and get in contact with me by sending a glossy picture that is at least 8 x 10, color, with a list of your hobbies and the kind of music you like to groove to. ...
I have made the Ladies of Wilt Picture Gallery for you to look at. ...
I plan on visting the following locations this week:
-- The free clinic.
-- The bus stop.
-- The alleyway behind the Arby's
-- A crosswalk.
-- Under the stairwell at PS 122
-- The return line at Sears
-- Dental convention.
-- Condiment aisle in supermarket (in front of the pickles)
-- A random neighborhood picked off a map

Stay tuned for more excerpts of Davidson's, and a Q-and-A we'll conduct via the magic of the Internet.



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