My Story, For Those Who Care 

     Mike McMullen, aka The Amazing Whitebread, was born in the late early '70's in Wichita Falls, TX, the most average town in the United States.  Seriously.

     After a childhood spent reading, doodling, and generally shirking any and all physical activity, he graduated from Midwestern State University (See?  Even the college has a generic name.) with an undergraduate degree in history (Philosophy minor.  I dare you to find a more useless combination of subjects.)  Upon graduation, he realized the only thing he could do with the lack of marketable skills gained in college was either teach or work for the government.  His passionate dislike of children led him to choose the government sector, where he started out as a Government Drone Wage Whore Class VII, and has since moved up to Senior Government Drone Wage Whore Class XIII. 

     After several years spent dating every psychotic, desperate, alcoholic shrew in the greater Dallas/Ft. Worth metroplex, Mike met Lauren, aka The Future Mrs. Mike, and they married just over a year later.  A year and a half after that, they welcomed Grant, the most beautiful baby boy in the history of children, into the family.  It was then that Mike, now 90 pounds heavier than when he met Mrs. Mike and fast approaching middle age, decided to at least attempt to do something with his life beyond sitting on his bloated butt until he died of a massive heart attack in the middle of watching Top Chef. 

The result of that decision isI, Superhero, due out this November from Kensington Books. IS is the story of Mike's attempt to become something other than a slug for his family and himself. To do something special with his life. To follow his dream of writing and his fantasy of being a superhero because, hey,why not?

This is why not.  Spandex + mowing = chafing.

     Since the completion of the book last November, Mike and Lauren have presented Grant with a little sister, Gracelyn, the most beautiful baby girl in the history of children.  So buy the book: if not for your own reading enjoyment (which I guarantee, in a very sincere yet non-legally-binding sense), do it for Grant and Gracie.  'Cause college ain't gonna pay for itself.