
“Some Like It Lukewarm”

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The whole reason for this novel was that Hack wanted to see a picture of Boris depicted as Ratzo Rizzo wearing a dog cone.
Happy birthday to Helen Hunt!
Happy heavenly birthday to the great Basil Rathbone. And fuck Trump.
When Hack heard that his cover artist Jonny M. went to San Antonio, Texas, and visited the Alamo, he was inspired to write this novel. It’s about as historically accurate as most other retellings of what happened there.
Happy Drive-in Movie Day! Hack apologizes for nothing.
Hack went to dinner with a platonic female friend who made the mistake of wearing a low-cut tank top, and Hack realized that he had been unknowingly staring at her cleavage while they talked. He couldn’t pin down how long his eyes were glued to her chest, but he figured it was somewhere between fifteen seconds and forty-five minutes, so he immediately went home and wrote this novel about how all men lose their rational mind at the glimpse of even the outline of a female mammary gland.
I’ll say this for the book; it’s medically accurate.
Happy Dare Day!
Happy National Photography Month!