Book Signing: Once again, if you want to watch me be really, really uncomfortable for forty-five minutes, then stand in line for my autograph, come down to the Barnes & Noble on
This is pretty good, too…
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m having some sort of “after-party” following the signing, which is very funny to me because I have to work the next morning. This is because, even though everyone seems to think getting a book deal entitles one to a life of leisure and grape feedings, I still, from time to time, feel these uncontrollable urges to continue making a living.
So, I may or may not go out afterward. I have a funny feeling, however, that my big “book release party” might consist of me sitting on a LIRR train by myself sipping a Bud tallboy and reading the paper. Trust me, nobody's standing in line to throw me one.
In fairness, if I do end up going somewhere, it’ll be here, so if you’re in the neighborhood and want to stake it out, there’s a chance I’ll end up staggering in around ten or so.