"Crayons!" Book news & "Beer!"
"Evan & Elle" Tin Lizzy signing
I’ll be signing copies from the very 1st box of books on Friday from 5 to 8 pm at Flappers on the second floor of the Tin Lizzy. I’ll number in crayon — you pick the color! — the order of distribution. This could be either an exercise in futility or perceptive marketing. All I know is that people are really liking this book.
Advance praise for “Evan & Elle in Heaven & Hell”
“Absolutely loved it. Don’t miss it!”
— reviewed by Kindle customer
Chris Rodell's forté is taking seemingly everyday situations, spinning them quickly until they're dizzy, and then turning them loose to weave an unpredictable and always humorous path. In "Evan and Elle in Heaven & Hell," he spins traditional notions of the afterlife into a hilarious yet poignant love story. Can love truly overcome all? Getting to the answer is all the fun. Rodell wordplays effortlessly as the tale unfolds, and he uses the narrative to skewer social issues that have plagued humanity for millennia.
— reviewed by Bill H.
Today’s theme … “Beer!”
• Remember: William Shakespeare is a famous writer. William Shakesbeer is a guy you don’t want to be next to at the party.
• Dare friends to barge into a house with a “Welcome!” mat, sit on the couch, grab the remote and ask the homeowner to bring them a beer.
• Call beer drinkers who believe their bladders are half empty pissimists.
• This will betray my warped priorities, but if my house is ever in an earthquake how long will it be before I can safely open a beer?
• As we perch on the cusp of the bewitching season, I know I'll every day be fated to wonder why beer and mirror rhyme yet devil and evil do not.
• I’m such a literalist I get furious when I'm buying beer and am confronted with the fact that a case of so-called "lite" beer weighs just as much as a case of regular beer.
• I’m going to name our next dog "Gusto" so I can spend my days lounging on my couch drinking beer and still contend I'm living with Gusto.
• Looking in the mirror when you wake up can ruin your psyche for the whole day. Me, I try not to look until I've had at least three beers.
• Considered leaving my piece of crap jalopy unlocked because only thing of value in it is stack of free beer chips from various Latrobe clubs and taverns. Decided against it when I realized how sad I'll be if they're taken.
• I’m at an age (59) where if I call an old friend just to say hello, it ruins their night because they presume my call really means either I'm dying or I've heard they're dying.
• After a party weekend spent in the company of many born & bred Latrobeans, I'm convinced natives can detail with perfect clarity the comprehensive romantic histories of all fellow natives dating back to the 1600s. Further, they can pinpoint which cheerleader got her boobs enhanced down to the day and how that worked out at the corresponding GLHS class reunion.
• I’d like to see them take all the statues of canceled historic figures (Lee, Paterno, ect.) And put 'em all on a really, really big chess board in some national park and let MAGAs vs progs compete and learn ways to constructively deal with all our their withering animosities.
• The male erection is the ultimate re-gift. Someone gives any man an erection and his instinct is to give it right back.
• Death Valley forecasts call for high temps of 132 degrees. How long before we hear news reports of 1st chef in history baking cookies in mid-air?
• Being a busy podiatrist must at times be demoralizing. Their patients would never dream of putting their best foot forward.
All Chris’s books can be purchased through www.ChrisRodell.com