A Slow, Painful Death Would Be Too Good for You (and Other Observations)

Gather round, peeps, for some sparkling, startling lessons in old-school fabulousness, including a bitch-slap from Big Gay Pope David; a breathtaking ride on a Gigolo; and even a photography master class with that insufferable Canadian superstar and adulte terrible David DeLaRoddis, The Guy With The Eye. In this debut collection of personal essays a veritable treasure trove of bons mots and quirky alter egos, as well as a tongue-in-cheek memoir and a rallying cry of solidarity David Roddis aims his wry, devastating wit at Canadian and U.S. politics, pineapple Freezies and just about everything in between, not sparing himself a few self-deprecating jabs in the process. Blending sixty-plus years of defiant survival into vintage Champagne, and with a voice that runs the gamut from caustic to camp, satirical to (almost) lyrical, Roddis ultimately reminds us that, however desperate the situation may appear, it's never serious.