In a time...when everyone did yoga.
In a place...where everyone did yoga.
One very stoned, totally neurotic middle-aged man...also did some yoga.
He farted a lot, he yelled at people sometimes, and, gradually, he got a little better at life.
This is his story.
Harper Perennial, a publisher in no way influenced by the politics of its parent corporation, presents:
Coming this summer to a bookseller either near you or on the Internet.
Yes, NP. Looking good. You must be excited.
I'm glad I'm not the only man who ever farted in a yoga class. Although, to be fair, it was the woman next to me who actually farted--I just took the blame because I thought it was the chivalrous thing to do.
Congrats, Neal! This has been a long time coming. Can't wait to read it.