Glorious Rejection

I sent an email to Bruce Campbell (yup, I found his email and address - it wasn't hard but I wont share it out of respect for The Chin). I respectfully asked him to take a look at my book, which I had shipped to his offices directly from Amazon. This is so cool:

I ... got ... an ... email ... back!

Sure, it was a standard rejection, but it was addressed to me, and signed "Bruce". Call me a fanboy, but I'm never going to wash my email client again. I sent a super-short reply back, telling Bruce that the book was already on its way, but that I'm honored to have it sit ignored in his office and/or get thrown in the trash. And I mean it, too. Bruce is ... well, he's Bruce. So what if I wont get a career-boosting endorsement? I'm now one degree away from Ash.