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I first started writing the blah book over 18 years ago... It was a rainy day in September... I was sitting in a series of classes for my Masters of Theology at the University of Notre Dame.







The classes were so boring I couldn't stay awake, so instead of taking notes, I'd draw funny cartoons of a young man trying to escape from the "Land of Blah"... The story took on a life of its own... and after I while, I skipped my theology classes altogether and worked on the "Book of Blah" non-stop from my dorm room. Finally, after two weeks of work, the book was 90% done, but... I couldn't end it! I could not figure out how I could get Benny out of Blah because I quickly realized the story of Benny Blah was MY story; I was stuck in my own world of blah... and had no idea how to escape it. So I decided to put the book away for a while (in my parent's attic) and spent the next 18 years looking for something more than blah, blah, blah... During that time I tried many things: reading books, going to seminars, taking classes, watching movies, working odd jobs, seeking the advice of self-help authors, following politics, avoiding politics, listening to selfimprovement tapes, eating lots of food, eating very little food, exercising, ballroom dancing, traveling, meeting new people, etc. But no matter how many things I did, I could not escape the blah that was my life... Then in the year 2000, I discovered something so simple and yet so profound that I couldn't believe I missed it for most of my life. It was the "something more" that I had been searching for, but could never find...




And that's when I decided this past year to dig the book of blah out of my parent's attic and finish it, once and for all. That was five weeks ago and the book you have now is what I learned over the course of my whole life. I hope you enjoyed the Book of Blah, Blah, Blah... as much as I enjoyed writing it. - Len Foley, North Hollywood 2009