Introducing Horndog St. Claire’s Book Club! (Rat Pack Confidential by Shawn Levy)
Hello everyone, hi.
It’s me, your old pal Horndog St. Claire – entertainer, singer, television psychic, and former member of the Rat Pack. I’m excited to announce the nearest forthcoming rung in my excruciating ascent from the gutter: Horndog St. Claire’s Book Club! I figure if I want to get back to my former Rat Pack glory, I’ve got to class my act up some. It wasn’t all booze and broads. The guys also sat in a lot of oaken rooms. Unfortunately these days, for me oak is more a reliable source of ground acorns, a diet staple for the last several decades, than one of elegant accent wood. But I digress.
I figure the easiest way to get a little class attached to my name is by reading a book. Classy guys read all the time. I remember back in the ’50s, Frank had a Aesop fables that never left his side. “Horndog,” he’d say, “I really dig the way this tortoise cat swings.” True story.
Speaking of stories about the Rat Pack, I thought the natural choice for the first installment of the Horndog St. Claire Book Club would be Rat Pack Confidential by Shawn Levy. I don’t know Mr. Levy, but I suspect it’s full of garbage. Fitting, given that I found my copy in a pile of oily rags while searching an abandoned warehouse for a pool of standing water suitable to breed “circus mosquitos,” a new act I have in the works. I suspect the pile was planted there intentionally by the warehouse’s owner in order to tempt fate into providing an insurance fire, but that’s neither here nor there.
Each week I will read a new chapter, and post my thoughts online.
If you’d like to read along with me, you can find a copy of the book here: