Jeff Alphin's Blog

So you finished The Girl On The Train and not sure what to read next. Well you’re in luck. This summer’s other runaway bestseller is now up for grabs on Smashwords, compliments of the beach house. Boil some shrimp, pop a tallboy, and celebrate summer’s last gasp with your e-copy of Alphin & Brettschneider’s escapist comic thriller here:

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There’s no better way to confuse the ones you love than with the gift of Adlai Dallas.

Stuff their stocking with this heart curdling story of a jerk on the loose who gets his mother locked up in Jessup Correctional.

The fun starts in Baltimore, hops a Greyhound to Vegas and wraps up in Paris.

Cover art by Wes Goodwin.

“It’s like Confederacy of Dunces with one percent more sex and exactly one less page.”– Scott Huffines

“There has never been and never will be a book with so much Baltimore crammed into it.” — Scott Huffines

Shoot us an email at janeandjeff@riskybbq.com and we’ll hook you up with a hard copy for a tenner.

Or pay the extra 4 bucks at https://www.createspace.com/4363243 and forgo the horror of us asking “so, whadya think?”

Or else, get your electronic on for $3.99…

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In all honesty, we never saw this coming.

Week after week, you guys blew our minds, and gave us the happy ending of Adlai���s wildest back-of-the-bus rum dreams. You could���ve shown up once, but you kept coming. And then you started reading. And somehow, in the midst of the most ridiculous release schedule imaginable, you made us feel anything but stupid. No small feat when you���re sweeping up a bus stop for a party.

��We can truly say this has surpassed any fantasy we ever could have imagined. Better than any book tour, better than the NY Times bestseller list, better than Oprah.

��From Jane, Jeff, Coni, Shannon, Serena, Sarah, William, Uncle Bill, Wallace, James, Francine, Monty, Jackie, and the jerk himself, bear hugs and dewy eyed thanks. We will never ever forget it.

The best mother lovin’ book club on the planet!!

Eye of Genius Sally Hutchins.

The process.

Super Stoop.

All-Stars Cordell and Dante.

Happiness is…

Jane appreciates Allison’s latest tee shirt change (#3 out of 7).

John and Jeff stop for conversation on the yellow line.

The Barber of Fleet Street gives the world a hug.

In all honesty, we never saw this coming.

Week after week, you guys blew our minds, and gave us the happy ending of Adlai’s wildest back-of-the-bus rum dreams. You could’ve shown up once, but you kept coming. And then you started reading. And somehow, in the midst of the most ridiculous release schedule imaginable, you made us feel anything but stupid. No small feat when you‘re sweeping up a bus stop for a party.

 We can truly say this has surpassed any fantasy we ever could have imagined. Better than any book tour, better than the NY Times bestseller list, better than Oprah.

 From Jane, Jeff, Coni, Shannon, Serena, Sarah, William, Uncle Bill, Wallace, James, Francine, Monty, Jackie, and the jerk himself, bear hugs and dewy eyed thanks. We will never ever forget it.

The best mother lovin’ book club on the planet!!

Eye of Genius Sally Hutchins.

The process.

Super Stoop.

All-Stars Cordell and Dante.

Happiness is…

Jane appreciates Allison’s latest tee shirt change (#3 out of 7).

John and Jeff stop for conversation on the yellow line.

The Barber of Fleet Street gives the world a hug.

Merci beaucoup to everyone who came out to enjoy the beautiful weather under Parisian/Baltimore skies. The group shot says it all. The accordian was moony, the fountain was Junie, and Lisa’s salad nicoise & clafouti were simply divoonie. A golden beret for George Figgs’ transportive read, and a Ripley’s Believe It Or Not award to Sam Hillers for crossing the border.

Monsieur Figgs delivers le reading avec punch.

L’artiste au cafe.

La conversation brillante!

“A Brief Exchange”  by TooLoose LeTrek.

The multi-talented Monsieur Rouse.

Portrait of the artist as an old man.

Em’s !     (74 rue du Cardinal Lemoine, Paris, 5e)

We were really nervous about this one. A derecho, no AC, no O’s game reception, a lot of flaming drinks and a small child. And yet the Mother’s Worry wrecking crew rang the gong once again to turn this quaint neighborhood staple into a Bali Hai dream.

It has to be a dream when the ghost of Wolfman Jack does a perfect Scottish accent.

Power table.

A mighty ‘xie xie’ to the amazing staff who kept us in flames, egg drop and edamame with a column B of charm.  谢谢

Backwash is hilarious.

Jaws dropped as bard Mary recited her Ballad of Adlai Dallas.

Photography courtesy of the sparkling Sally Hutchins!

A little drizzle couldn’t stop the sizzle for Installment Party #6 as burger grease flare ups cast dramatic shadows on the tiki deck and Ed fired up the bullhorn to deliver one of the best readings yet across Holabird Ave.

Here’s the photo that is going over our mantel as soon as we get a mantel.

Rat a tat tat!

Swanky Modes.

Whoa! We did it! Thanks to the loan of Donna’s road crew vest and a guest list of seasoned authority thwarters, we didn’t even get a citation. “Nothing to see here Officer, just a bus shelter full of people enjoying little cups of potato salad on a summer’s eve.”

The City that Reads!

King of the Road Wes Goodwin

Rock star makes the scene with panache and Royal Farm powdered donuts.

Wanted man Nathanial K. keeps a low profile while the cops prowl.

To the bewildered driver of the #11. “We’re all waiting for the #13.”

To the perplexed driver of the #13.  ”We’re all waiting for the #11.”

BFF’s

The Smithy is one funny guy.

Wother’s Morry.

That’s right random passenger, take one. By all means!

How to warp the formative years.

Pintet cracks open the latest installment while the MTA police read over her shoulder.

Cordell hops the #11.