The release date for Father of the Year has been pushed back from June. We didn’t get all the quotes we were looking for yet. I’m actually glad because I want them to be able to give it a real push. Still, it throws my summer plans a real monkey wrench.

Perhaps the weirdness comes in that it's a memoir. When I finished the first draft in January I was writing about final events that happened in December. I think part of me feels that I can't move on emotionally until the book is actually out in the stores. Maybe I can't move on emotionally anyway. The book ends with my maturation from a guy who chases after every pretty face that passes by to a guy that chooses his kids over catting. Though that is still true I still find myself drawn to flirt with women solely on the basis of their beauty. The reincarnation of Madame Curie might be right next to me but all I'll ask her is if she knows the name of that actress in the corner with the shiny high heels.