I was on York Blvd., near Avenue 50, at a bar called The York, for a book signing. The book is Things I Want to Punch in the Face, from Prospect Park Books, and this was a few weeks ago. The author, Jennifer Worick, is currently on a book tour (I can tell from her blog). The book's doing well; the trailer gives you a good idea of what this funny book is about.
At the book signing they served punch. I like punch.
Things I want to punch in the face include labels that remove the peel when I take them off my fruit, our floor lamp that sometimes works and sometimes doesn't, and gargantuan SUVs with one teeny little driver in them.
You see how I suffer.
I do not want to punch this man in the face, or anywhere else for that matter.
