Or, as I prefer to call it, Disappointingpants.
You see, last year I read How to Be A Woman, by Caitlin Moran. And it was awesome. Actually, I listened to the audio, narrated by Ms. Moran herself, and there were times when I was laughing out loud while driving and I’m sure other drivers thought I was crazy (did I ever tell you about the time the woman in the car behind me was singing AND playing air guitar (and she was both belting it out and playing the shit out of that non-existent guitar) while she was driving? I noticed her at the stop light, and then it was all I could do to keep my eyes on the road when the light turned green, because she was still going at it).
Sorry, major digression there. You’d think I was trying to avoid talking about this book or something. I brought up Moran’s book because some people said that if I liked that I should try Bossypants. And it’s a good thing I’ve forgotten who those people were.
Let me start (okay, by now it’s more like middle, but whatever) by saying that I have never watched 30 Rock, nor have I seen a movie with Tina Fey in it. I have seen a few of her Sarah Palin sketches from SNL (and I thought she did a wicked Palin), but that’s the totality of my Fey experience. And I should’ve left it at that, because I did not find this book funny at all. It felt like a bunch of random crap interspersed with even more random (unfunny) one-liners. It was like someone said, hey, you’re famous, you should write a book, and she said, but nothing has really happened in my life, AND THEY DID NOT LISTEN WHEN THEY SHOULD HAVE.
Ahem, sorry…shouty-times over.
I almost stopped half-way through, and I know, I know…I should have listened to myself. But I really wanted to start the month off with a finished book, since I know Drood (aka the doorstop) won’t be over any time soon. And Don Quixote is laughing at me from the drawer of the nightstand. So woo-hoo, I’ve read a book in October (two actually, since I’ve also finished the not quite as disappointing but still a bit disappointing audio of Landline). Can’t you just feel the excitement?