It's Wednesday the 17th from 7-8pm, at The Book House, the last cool independent bookstore in our area.
I'm up first, and I'll probably read one or two stories, possibly with a short intermission for the EMTs to resuscitate me, then he'll finish up the evening. He's going to read some excerpts from his book "Worlds Without End" which I honestly know nothing about since he hasn't given me a copy yet. (I better get one Wednesday is all I'm saying, Feulner.)
To be fair, I don't think he's read my book yet either, so this gig has the potential to be sort of like Jimmy Buffett opening for SlipKnot.
So if you're in the area and bored, stop by and say hi. It's a pretty cool place.