In his last book, "Psycho Chicken & Other Foolish Tales," the author shared the sort of true story of his band; legendary Boston rockers The Fools. This time in a much more intimate and personal story, Mike reveals the secrets behind his previously only hinted at jaunts back in time as he encounters Bigfoot, explorers Lewis & Clark, Abe Lincoln, The Beatles, Ancient Aliens, cowboys and inexplicably The Lizard King himself Jim Morrison. Along the way, he learns more about himself than he ever bargained for including a harrowing trip back to World War II’s Battle of the Bulge to save his time traveling mentor; risking life, limb and the threat of being trapped in the past forever.
The story itself is cute, if not disjointed. Some of the tales involve time travel; others don't. I'm not sure why he tells both. I don't see much connection among the stories, either. No overarching theme seems to link them. That said, it's cute, has some funny moments, and reflects whom I imagine Mike Girard to be.
The self-published aspect is an issue all its own. In the acknowledgement section, Girard thanks his "team of dedicated proof readers [sic]" (277). If he paid them, he should get his money back. Being me, I went through the book with a red pen and used a lot of ink. Some examples of what should have easily been caught: *Calling Westlake "Westbrook" on page 17. *Dropping the second h in Hannah's name on page 27 *using "further" instead of "farther" on page 96 *using the word "casualties" to refer to wounded soldiers on page 225 *using "here" instead of "hear" on page 248 *Countless punctuation and capitalization errors