Lance spends too much time thinking about all the ways life would be different if our eyes were on the top of our feet as opposed to perch over our noses. Shoes for instance… Or karate. He doesn’t enjoy thinking thoughts like these, but grow them as he might, the beards never help. So off they come. Hairy reminders clogging up the sink, if hairs were thoughts and plumbing was being normal. Lance should know. Lance is a plumber. Well, a plumber in the sense that you and I are plumbers. This is his seventh collection of humorous and odd short stories, none of which have ever made the New York Times Best Seller List. If that in any way influence you to avoid giving it a look, then it's probably for the best.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Described as occupying the grey area between David Sedaris if he was on acid and Jack Kerouac if he wasn't, Lance has carved out a niche with a style of writing that aspires to be a catalyst as opposed to immersing the reader. Short bursts of weirdness me