Iggy Pig is having a party for his birthday. He invites Tabby Cat and Dusty Dog. But his big mistake is in inviting the big grey wolf, who plans to eat more than just cabbage leaves and potato peelings. This is an easy-to-read first story with short text and lots of colour pictures.

Online dating is at an all-time high. Its industry is worth nearly $7 billion. And its popularity has increased in proportion to the increases of loneliness and social isolation brought on by Covid. Finding your soulmate in a largely online world can be tricky enough as it is, and this book aims to help you find a compatible partner without having to kiss too many frogs. Deciding to write the book she couldn't find on the market, author Janine Lowe set her aim toward helping people find their way every day with relationships, life, health, and wealth through Chinese Horoscopes and Feng Shui. Using thousands of years of Chinese Zodiac knowledge to help you find your soulmate, Love, Date, Marry, Avoid is a funny, practical, irreverent, and accessible guide to Chinese astrology, geared to help you learn what makes your personal sign tick and which animal signs are your most -- and least -- compatible. In these pages, Janine will help you work out which animal you are -- the Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, or Pig? -- and identify great date options, as she gives her verdict on whether to date, love, marry, or avoid. After all, there's no point taking a Rat to the gym, you'll never see him again!

The twentieth anniversary edition of the “utterly and shamelessly sensational” history of punk music—featuring new photos and an afterword by the authors (Newsday). A contemporary classic, Please Kill Me is the definitive oral history of the most nihilistic of all pop movements. Iggy Pop, Lou Reed, Richard Hell, the Ramones, and scores of other punk figures lend their voices to this decisive account of that explosive era. Editors Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain—two of punk music’s greatest chroniclers—follow the movement from its roots in the 1960s underground of New York City, to its arrival in the UK with bands like The Sex Pistols and The Clash, to its unlikely emergence as a global cultural force whose impact is still felt today.

Apparently, we are entering a "Brave New World," where truth, justice, and the American way have been cast aside for subterfuge, indoctrination, and manipulation. Most of the people who live in this amazing country, still hold the traditional values which have always been the solid ground under its foundation. Local, national, and social media, as well as the doublespeak from most of our self-serving politicians, employ outright lies and innuendo to convince the majority of good people they are in the minority and their voice is irrelevant. They have been erroneously led to believe and accept their supposed minority status, with the vast bulk of the population supposedly residing on the opposite end of the political spectrum. Such is the false propaganda being foisted on us. To quote Joseph Goebbels, Hitler's minister of propaganda: *“Think of the press as a great keyboard on which the government can play.” *“Accuse the other side of that which you are guilty.” *“You can’t change the masses. They will always be the same: dumb, gluttonous and forgetful.” *"If you repeat a lie often enough, people will begin to believe it, and you'll even come to believe it yourself." *“Propaganda works best when those who are being manipulated are confident, they are acting on their own free will.” *"A lie told once remains a lie, but a lie told a thousand times becomes the truth." Sound familiar? It ought to. We are living it, and it will be our undoing. Never believe for one minute this is simply, the way it goes in all societies. The greatest sin reasonable individuals can commit is the refusal to think and perceive reality for what it is. This is my attempt to create a character, Iggy Marcus, the epitome of integrity, bearing the standard for all honest men and women everywhere, who abhor the destruction of America, man's greatest political creation. If we refuse to take up the standard with him and abandon our obligation to posterity, we will witness America's slide into oblivion as we get what we deserve for our apathy. Gerald Ciccarone

Unless you lived through the 1970s, it seems impossible to understand it at all. Drug delirium, groovy fashion, religious cults, mega corporations, glitzy glam, hard rock, global unrest—from our 2018 perspective, the seventies are often remembered as a bizarre blur of bohemianism and disco. With Pick Up the Pieces, John Corbett transports us back in time to this thrillingly tumultuous era through a playful exploration of its music. Song by song, album by album, he draws our imaginations back into one of the wildest decades in history. Rock. Disco. Pop. Soul. Jazz. Folk. Funk. The music scene of the 1970s was as varied as it was exhilarating, but the decade’s diversity of sound has never been captured in one book before now. Pick Up the Pieces gives a panoramic view of the era’s music and culture through seventy-eight essays that allow readers to dip in and out of the decade at random or immerse themselves completely in Corbett’s chronological journey. An inviting mix of skilled music criticism and cultural observation, Pick Up the Pieces is also a coming-of-age story, tracking the author’s absorption in music as he grows from age seven to seventeen. Along with entertaining personal observations and stories, Corbett includes little-known insights into musicians from Pink Floyd, Joni Mitchell, James Brown, and Fleetwood Mac to the Residents, Devo, Gal Costa, and Julius Hemphill. A master DJ on the page, Corbett takes us through the curated playlist that is Pick Up the Pieces with captivating melody of language and powerful enthusiasm for the era. This funny, energetic book will have readers longing nostalgically for a decade long past.

Iggy Pig's having a party. He wants to invite his good friends Tabby Cat and Dusty Dog. But who is that big gray animal with the long bushy tail and the hungry smile? Iggy Pig didn't invite him, did he?