Michael N. Marcus is a journalist, editor, bestselling author of more than 40 books, award-winning advertising copywriter, publisher, gourmand, nitpicker, raconteur and mostly successful amateur attorney. He lives in Connecticut with wife Marilyn, the ghost of their golden retriever Hunter, lots of books, movies, and black boxes with flashing lights. He says, "This is my 42nd book. I hope it's not my last book, but maybe it's my best book. I've enjoyed writing and reading it-and I am hard to please."

After nearly eight decades observing, analyzing and evaluating human and animal behavior, Marcus has many interests and a lot to say about a lot of things.

Book topics range from creation to cremation, plus androids & apologies, license plates & poetic license, Ann landers & Chef Boyardee, kasha & kale, egg creams & beer, war & peace, pumice & Pumas, pizza & pasta, scrovney & fibbling juice, Bronx & Brooklyn, Roman emperors & Greek gods, Karl Marx & Groucho Marx, Heaven & Hell, love & hate, rabbis and priests, stuffed animals & real ones, Mother Nature & Sisters, electrocution & resurrection, reading & writing, skiing & SCUBA diving, lettuce & lawsuits, beards & baldness, rubber alligators & rubbers, lasagna & lima beans, memories & mammaries, t-shirts & jock straps, kids & parents, seasonings & seasons, music & modeling, surgery & sinecure, medication & defecation, cars & bicycles, bullshit & reality, cops & robbers, April Fools & Halloween, chick magnetism & menage a trois, media malfunctions, a giant penguin, an exploding belly... and more.

The book is mostly mirthful and minimally morbid, and there's something in it for everyone..