Evers is a man with delusions of grandeur, healthy narcissism, mild bipolar tendencies, and bad teeth. It’s through the filter of these attributes that he observes and catalogs the world. He lives in
Connecticut with his wife and son.
Pathos and advice shrouded in hilarity. Within each rambling essay is a piece of heart,life, and loads of laughter. There are verbal drive-bys on parenthood, marriage, divorce, in-laws, and death. From each tale is gleaned a lesson about the more important things in life, as well as the less important things, and we’re forced to laugh at all of it. From a little hurricane that couldn’t, to the proud graveside of the meanest man ever to kiss him on the lips, T.R. Evers takes you on a journey of the heart with soul, truth, and humor. He’ll leave you sore from laughing and sobbing, too. It delivers to readers a new view on life, realistic hope in their fellow man, wisdom, and insight into the inner workings of a madman’s normal mind.
Excerpt
“Marriage is a tyrannical regime masquerading as a budding democracy, and, between two people who love one another, it’s a beautiful thing.”
“I settle in for the long haul and listen to my wife recount her journey through the quagmire of her subconscious, as I silently think, with a warm feeling one can only compare to being covered in Golden Retriever puppies, about a burning piece of space junk plummeting to earth and crashing into our bedroom.”
“‘Hi!’ My son cheerfully greeted our recently transubstantiated Lord and Savior.”
“I’m an ex-hacker nabbed by the feds and forced to access a complex computer operating system that suddenly became self-aware, went rogue, and started shopping.”
“…the sight of old man nipples did very little to degrade mine or my brother’s appetite, but mom and dad had to excuse themselves.”
Hilarious, wonderful, and wise. I bought the book from Amazon and read it, marked passages for my husband, and will turn to it again and again. Great stuff! Eileen
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