A review by plaidbrarian
Have a Nice Day!: A Tale of Blood and Sweatsocks by Mick Foley

3.0

As celebrity autobiographies go, this one is pretty good, and especially notable for not having an "and" credit after the subject's name on the byline. And a dude who has suffered as much head trauma as Foley has probably earned the right to a ghostwriter, so the fact that he (theoretically) didn't use one is impressive. Also impressive (or at least attention-grabbing) is the fact that the first story he tells is the time he lost his ear.

So, not particularly illuminating, but a quick, pleasant diversion if you've ever been at all a fan of the rasslin'.