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You Can Lead A Horse to Water (But Can't Make It Scuba Dive): Novel
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A struggling family-man’s tale with satirical wit “straight out of
Catch-22
and an unsung genius who might have wandered in from
A Confederacy of Dunces
” (Ben East, author of
Sea Never Dry
).
On the day of his firing, Sam Bennett packs his things, smokes a joint, then leaves a pressed ham on the glass of O’Conner Advertising.
Thus begins what seems like a downward spiral, until Sam finds himself among a cast of characters who open his eyes to a world of live streaming, skinny dipping, and grass brownies. While he still fights the occasional panic attack and drags his son-in-law out of Lake Michigan, Sam’s learning that a margarita, sombrero, and a conga line can turn even a quiet Chicago suburb into a hedonistic free-for-all.
“What have you learned from this, Sam?” Dr. Krupsky asks, sitting naked in the pool with a cigar.
“I should dance,” Sam replies.
Catch-22
and an unsung genius who might have wandered in from
A Confederacy of Dunces
” (Ben East, author of
Sea Never Dry
).
On the day of his firing, Sam Bennett packs his things, smokes a joint, then leaves a pressed ham on the glass of O’Conner Advertising.
Thus begins what seems like a downward spiral, until Sam finds himself among a cast of characters who open his eyes to a world of live streaming, skinny dipping, and grass brownies. While he still fights the occasional panic attack and drags his son-in-law out of Lake Michigan, Sam’s learning that a margarita, sombrero, and a conga line can turn even a quiet Chicago suburb into a hedonistic free-for-all.
“What have you learned from this, Sam?” Dr. Krupsky asks, sitting naked in the pool with a cigar.
“I should dance,” Sam replies.