Oh, it's a hot mess. He chose not to hire a ghost writer, and you can really tell. Like there are tons of photos, but none of them are captioned; the dates he finds are significant enough to mention are The First Time He Saw KISS In Concert, but not his birthday or his real last name; but also the breezy, conversational tone (and the many pictures) make it a quick read. It's fun. Also, I didn't know this, but apparently he did Broadway musicals for a little while in the early 2000s. Which totally makes sense when you think about it. Who else, but rock bands and musicals, let you dress up in flamboyant costumes and sing to the rafters like that? I'm surprised more of those ex-Hair Metal guys haven't gone that route. This book was on the chopping block for the library weeding project actually, I just took it home with me instead. Had to fight our project coordinator for it, too. (I promised to give it to her when I'm finished.)

I agree. Although I didn't even think about it at the time. Mom needed a favor, and it was super important, so I just nodded and . . . here I am two decades later still taking care of her, I guess. Let's not unpack that today.

BUT YEAH I told that story to a cousin years ago, and her eyes just got bigger and bigger until she said, "UM that's not normal! You know that's not normal, right? Like an actual ADULT should've maybe dealt with that instead?"