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conversations.value: Do you know a description for a book titled Are We There Yet about Sean, Stephenson, MNLP with the genre: Humor & Entertainment, Humor?
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conversations.value: This book is a comedic and heartfelt exploration of one woman's crazy, yet fun filled role as a parent. -- Sean C. Stephenson, MNLP, ChT
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conversations.value: Do you know the first four paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: Are We There Yet
  Sleeping in a car isn't the most comfortable way to spend the night I'm sure, but there are times where it beats the alternative of driving around for a few hours looking for a room when you just have to wake up at sunrise to catch a flight. Sometimes you're just better off grabbing a quick nap in your rental car.
  The three guys were waking up as we packed our car, so we all headed off to the airport together. We got there about an hour or so before our flight was set to leave and decided to get some breakfast before heading to the gate. The only thing open was this diner-type place with waitress service. Everyone ordered their eggs and bacon to get some good protein in to start the day.
  Gail ordered an omelet. Now the thing with Gail is that she hates cheese of any kind. Absolutely hates it. She must have reminded our waitress three or four times when placing her order, "I don't want any cheese in that omelet, please."
  Gail sent it back and waited for a new one. The kitchen didn't exactly rush her order this time. We all waited around with her to finish the cheese-less omelet, thinking we had plenty of time to get to our plane. It was now about thirty minutes before we were set to take off.
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conversations.value: Do you know five more paragraphs?
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conversations.value: The night Vince McMahon talked to me about turning my character against America, I agreed to do it. He appreciated my enthusiasm and team-first attitude, but asked me to take some time to think it over and speak with my wife about it.
  I knew he was right; if this angle worked as well as we all thought it might, my life would not be the same. I just had no idea how much and how quickly the change would hit.
  One of the first nights we did the heel turn was at a Pay-Per-View in Miami. After the show I was in one of the taping rooms finishing up my promos, when they replayed an interview "Mean" Gene Okerlund did with the Ultimate Warrior earlier in the night. Midway through the promo, Gene just stopped, put his finger to his ear like someone was talking to him on his earpiece. He looked at the camera and said, "Hold on, hold on. Well, I can't believe it. I can't believe what I've just been told.... I regret to inform you that Sgt. Slaughter has just desecrated the American flag."
  As I'm hearing Gene say this, I didn't think much of it at the time. I laughed it off Little did I know that comment was going to make it very rough for me after that point—starting that very night.
  I went right from the building to a Denny's or an IHOP-type place in the area with a friend of mine who lived outside Miami. The two of us were just about the only people in the restaurant at this hour. We decided what we wanted and were waiting to order. No one came to help us. There was a man who looked like he worked there, standing in the back near the kitchen with his head down, but he wasn't coming over to us. We waited some more. Still no one came. And a little bit more. Finally, my friend yells out, "Can we please get a waitress or someone to help us here. We'd like to eat."
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conversations.value: Reverse the sentences.
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conversations.value: ". We'd like to eat. Finally, my friend yells out, "Can we please get a waitress or someone to help us here. And a little bit more. Still no one came. We waited some more. There was a man who looked like he worked there, standing in the back near the kitchen with his head down, but he wasn't coming over to us. No one came to help us. We decided what we wanted and were waiting to order. The two of us were just about the only people in the restaurant at this hour.
  I went right from the building to a Denny's or an IHOP-type place in the area with a friend of mine who lived outside Miami. I laughed it off Little did I know that comment was going to make it very rough for me after that point—starting that very night."
  As I'm hearing Gene say this, I didn't think much of it at the time. Slaughter has just desecrated the American flag. I regret to inform you that Sgt.... I can't believe what I've just been told. Well, I can't believe it. He looked at the camera and said, "Hold on, hold on. Midway through the promo, Gene just stopped, put his finger to his ear like someone was talking to him on his earpiece. After the show I was in one of the taping rooms finishing up my promos, when they replayed an interview "Mean" Gene Okerlund did with the Ultimate Warrior earlier in the night.
  One of the first nights we did the heel turn was at a Pay-Per-View in Miami. I just had no idea how much and how quickly the change would hit.
  I knew he was right; if this angle worked as well as we all thought it might, my life would not be the same. He appreciated my enthusiasm and team-first attitude, but asked me to take some time to think it over and speak with my wife about it.The night Vince McMahon talked to me about turning my character against America, I agreed to do it
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conversations.value: Do you know the last four paragraphs? End with the sentence '
  Miraculously, none of the Superstars locked him in a car trunk during the journey, and for this he is grateful.'.
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conversations.value: As it's crumbling under me I somehow managed to hold myself up by grabbing the sink with my right hand and the towel rack with my left. I look down and see there's all this broken porcelain and everything else below me. I started to think about how I was so nervous about the food and the water and now I was so close to falling in this mess.
  I was about three inches from having an ass full of porcelain and having to call the office and try to explain that one.
  I pushed off the sink to get back on my feet and get the hell out of there. We went right to the appearance for four hours and when we got back there was already a new toilet on the wall.
  Miraculously, none of the Superstars locked him in a car trunk during the journey, and for this he is grateful.
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conversations.value: Do you know the first five paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: Are We There Yet
  Thank you to the Simko Family Collection (curated by Patti Ann, John, and Zach) for the loan of their Italian Snoglobes.
  Be we in Paris or in Lansing, my editor, Nancy Hinkel, is entrancing. There's no one I'd rather dance among the chandeliers with.
  The phone rings at an ungodly hour. Elijah looks at the blur of his clock as he reaches for the sound. Eleven in the morning on a Saturday. Who can be calling him at eleven in the morning on a Saturday? Cal, his best friend, stirs from somewhere on the floor. Elijah picks up the phone and murmurs a greeting.
  His mother is talking about Italy and Elijah's brother Danny and luxury accommodations. He thinks his brother has won a prize on a game show or something. Cal starts hitting his sneaker like it's a snooze button. He tells her to go back to sleep.
  Cal is awake now, rubbing her eyes. Elijah's boarding school frowns on having overnight guests, but Elijah doesn't really care if it frowns.
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conversations.value: Do you know two more paragraphs?
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conversations.value: Julia smiles. "I think I'm getting the picture," she says, and the two of them are reduced to silence.
  From this point on, Julia owns the conversation. Elijah admires the fact that she is charming enough to make the people she is with act charming as well. Danny's and Elijah's words suddenly run in paragraphs, not sentences. They tell her of their parents' trickery, of their lives back home. Danny talks about work, and even Elijah isn't bored—not totally. Julia seems interested, and Elijah is interested in the way she is interested.
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conversations.value: Do you know the last five paragraphs?
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conversations.value: Mr. Silver asks if all the hotels were okay. Mrs. Silver asks if they had a chance to see the synagogues.
  Elijah and Cal walk arm in arm as they all head to the garage. The conversation falls back onto the usual post-vacation topics—what the weather was like here, what the weather was like there, what's been on the news. Cal clearly has other news to tell Elijah, but it will have to wait for the car ride home.
  Mr. and Mrs. Silver's desire to have Cal and Elijah over for dinner is overruled by their desire to have them drive home before sundown. Plus, Elijah has to be at work early the next day. ("Early" being ten o'clock.)
  As Elijah walks back into the land of the student, with its late-night coffee conversations and application anxieties, and as Danny returns to his voice-mail, e-mail, direct-deposit, pulsedriven existence, Danny wonders when he'll next see his brother. And what it will be like.
  There is the distance of miles, and the distance of brothers, to overcome. He can feel the world coming between them again. But the world is so much smaller than it used to be.
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conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Mr. Silver asks if all the hotels were okay. Mrs. Silver asks if they had a chance to see the synagogues.
  Elijah and Cal walk arm in arm as they all head to the garage. The conversation falls back onto the usual post-vacation topics—what the weather was like here, what the weather was like there, what's been on the news. Cal clearly has other news to tell Elijah, but it will have to wait for the car ride home.
  Mr. and Mrs. Silver's desire to have Cal and Elijah over for dinner is overruled by their desire to have them drive home before sundown. Plus, Elijah has to be at work early the next day. ("Early" being ten o'clock.)
  As Elijah walks back into the land of the student, with its late-night coffee conversations and application anxieties, and as Danny returns to his voice-mail, e-mail, direct-deposit, pulsedriven existence, Danny wonders when he'll next see his brother. And what it will be like.
  There is the distance of miles, and the distance of brothers, to overcome. He can feel the world coming between them again.