I'm not above crass self-promotion, it's just usually I don't have much to promote. Until today (well, actually, tomorrow).
Tomorrow, for a mere $3.99 you can purchase Icarus Falling, my memoir of my years as a nightclub bouncer in LA. It has a lot of sex, violence, drugs and shockingly little politics. It's a fun romp and it's all true. So check it out, if not tomorrow, at least when you're drowning in triptofan and football at some point this week.