Happy Tryptophan Overdose Day , friends and neighbors.

Are you dreading the holiday gift-buying sprint dead ahead because you’re slap out of fresh notions about what to buy Cuzin’ Clyde, Aunt Maybelle, Brother Charlie, Sister Wanda Sue and She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed?

Does the notion of braving the Black Friday hordes cause you to break out in night sweats in broad daylight?

Do you flinch and shake like a heroin addict every time you see a Christmas come-on from Best Buy, Macy’s, WalMart or Kay’s Jewelers?

Relax. Let your ol’ pal, Honest Jim, friend of the addled shopper, bury all your cares and worries deeper than a dirt nap with Elvis.

Crank up the Kaypro, dial up the AOL and go grab yourself all the Ed Earl Burch hard-boiled Texas crime thriller goodness you and your kin can possibly stand at https://www.amazon.com/author/jimnesbitt.

Got the latest instant classic, THE FATAL SAVING GRACE, available for pre-order pending a December 15 release. You know you want to cuddle up to that rattlesnake on the cover.

But why limit yourself? This is the season of wretched excess so scarf up the other four rowdy, raunchy and relentless sagas of Ed Earl Burch’s violent misadventures — THE LAST SECOND CHANCE, THE RIGHT WRONG NUMBER, THE BEST LOUSY CHOICE and THE DEAD CERTAIN DOUBT.

Great stocking stuffers for friends and family. Hell, a well-deserved and lethal waltz across Texas for your own bad self. You damn sure deserve it. Tell ’em Honest Jim said so.