Wife’s Book Club

My wife’s book club is one of those book clubs that won’t read my books. They won’t say it (okay, they did say it), but it’s true.

But after years, YEARS of trying, they’re reading Watchmen AND Y: The Last Man, next month.

This was so damn hard, and took such subtle chess playing (I’m talking true years), it is clear to me now that nothing less than world domination for the Invisible Army will follow.