At age 44, he enjoys a curious kind of fame, buoyed by his reputation as a colorful, party-hearty personality. He isn't concerned about what anyone thinks about him as a baller. "My life isn't based on being an athlete; my life is based on being an individual who enjoys life to the fullest," he retorts. Rodman has done enough living for three lifetimes. So it almost makes sense that he's written a third autobiography, the appropriately titled I Should Be Dead by Now.
"This book tells people what's been going on with me outside of basketball, the antics I've been up to, the parties and all that crap," mumbles Rodman. Besides chronicling his post-NBA struggles, the book dishes scandalous dirt about ex-wife Carmen Electra and reveals other explicit exploits. "If I really wanted to kiss and tell, I would really kiss and tell. This book just gives, like, a little tease," Rodman quips. When asked if he's at all worried about pissing people off, he just laughs: "Well, bad news is good news."