I was surfing the net (does anybody say that anymore? I guess I just did, so nevermind) on March 19th, and saw that one of my Facebook friends, Steve Deace (the nationally syndicated conservative talk show host and Washington Post columnist) was holding a contest. He said that Hillary Clinton was writing a new book, and she said she hadn’t thought of a title yet. The contest was this: come up with a good title for Hillary’s new book, tweet it to Steve’s show, and the best title would win a free copy of Steve’s new book “Rules for Patriots: How Conservatives Can Win Again.”
I started tweeting book titles. Some were funny, some were silly, and some were biting. Over the course of the next few hours, I submitted 52 book titles. My favorites were:
• How to Hit Reset to the 1970’s
• Charlie and the Great Glass Ceiling.
• How to Kill a US Ambassador in 3 Easy Steps
• I Know Why The Caged Bird Wants Socialism
• It Takes a Woman
• The Four People You Meet in Benghazi
• The Girl Who Played With the Economy
• President Carter the Third
• All I Really Needed to Know I Learned in Benghazi.
My favorite title not written by me was “Are You There, Hillary? It’s Me, Chris.”
Evidently Steve Deace liked two of my titles enough to award the contest (and the free book) to me! Here were the two deciding titles that he liked the most:
• The Communist Manifesto: The New American Standard Version
• Where the Red Star Grows
He mentioned me by name on his radio show as the winner, and he. Pronounced. My. Name. Correctly. Wow!
Fast-forward to yesterday, April 2nd. A package came in the mail for me.
Said Package
Inside the package: a copy of his book.
Said Book
Inside the book, a dedication to me signed by Steve. Sweet.
Said dedication. Did I mention he’s a brother in Christ?
Thanks, Steve! Now I just need to carve out some free time to read it.
Words of Truth 
Congrats, Steve! Love the titles you submitted. Do ya supposed Hillary would…nah…
Love it! Congratulations!
Hang on a second here. This is so weird. So, I recognized your last name (whenever I started reading your blog…less than a year ago) because I went to church with some Picrays. Francis Picray to be exact. However, the name “Francis Picray” didn’t ring any bells to me when he would comment on your posts. Which is odd because he is the exact person that causes me to be familiar with your last name.
Is this the same Francis Picray? I’m betting that it is. Who is he to you? Is he your dad? My parents are/were friends with them. Not sure if they’ve kept in touch since my parents moved to PA almost 2 years ago. They were in the same small group at church. Interesting.
If his name is Picray, then yes, it’s a pretty good bet. I am related to two people with that name, and I’m pretty sure I know which one you’re talking about, since the other doesn’t go to church.
Interesting. So, I’m guessing he’s not your dad 🙂
Nope. My dad comments here a lot, and his name is Michael.
Oh that’s right. I remember that now.