I just spent an hour or so signing the signature sheets for In Laymon’s Terms. My wrist is starting to go numb. It’s always fun watching one’s signature get worse and worse the deeper into the pile one gets. It’s also not hard to see why some signers start playing games with their signature: moving it around, signing upside down, making doodles, leaving notes, and so on.
For those of you who buy the book, you’ll see many of us were destined to be doctors; two other signers left indecipherable scribbles, and mine’s not any better. You’ll be able to pick out my initials, but that’s about it.