Ripped from the pages of The Irrelephant, a stolen idea is as good for blog fodder as anything else. Plagiarism. It's what's for dinner:
Ten Titles to My Autobiography:
A Life Without Caveats
One Long Fan Dance
Pushing a Rope
Getting There First: Self-Deprecation As An Art Form
"Did You Say Joan Varga? The Joan Varga?"
Yes, That Did Leave a Mark
Pirate Heart, Gypsy Soul, Restless Mind.
I May Need That Later...
A Life. With Caveats.