The reason for all the fuss.

Much book signing was involved. Note flashy shirt and chest hair.

This is all I did for most of two hours. It is not the worst thing in the world.

Much chatting was also involved.

By popular demand, a closeup of studious author and chest hair.

Dawn Sadler, harried but smiling bartender.

Dawn's arm, doling out free swill.

All the best people are left-handed, or so I'm told. By my mother.

Photographer extraordinaire, John de Visser, the man who captured the book's beautiful pictures.

Studying for carpal tunnel 101.

Alec with friend Anita Krebs.

How do you spell that again?

Craig Harper, an old friend from Toronto.

Book #68 ... another day at the office ...