Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah…

-Steve Miller Band, “The Joker”

Well if that’s how it’s going down Mr. Steve Miller, than I want you all to call me Mr. Author Man.

Cause I write of the pompitous of AKingsLife.

Now allow me to explain my ramblings oh faithful reader… Last September I saw a press release on Cyclingnews.com regarding the Casagrande Press looking for writers to contribute pieces for their new upcoming book titled Cycling’s Greatest Misadventures. Well, I contacted them, and sent off a huge batch of pieces that I’d written in the past and a few that I’d just finished up that hadn’t seen the daylight yet. They liked one that I wrote a few years back. We polished it up a bit… fast forward several months and Wham!

It’s been printed!

Yesterday I received a few copies in the mail and I can honestly say that it’s a very entertaining book! It’s filled with 27 short stories of true misadventures on the bike. As for a sneak peak of my piece… it has to do with a Belgian man’s hind-end screeching it’s way across my forehead in the Kleedkamers of Belgium. (DISCLAIMER: it wasn’t by choice that this happened). For the complete story by the book. For the even more complete story, buy me a beer.

Get it here at Amazon.com.

Or get it at Barnes and Noble.

Or don’t get it at all… That’s cool too. You’ll just never know as to how in the world another man’s butt could be capable off touching itself to one’s forehead.

I didn’t know how it could be able to either… and then it happened.

Always stay on higher ground folks.

Always.

Categories: Daily Jibber Jabber.