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And That’s Why I’m Single
In a scam or be scammed world, the best that can be hoped for is to land on top a little more than hitting rock bottom. But what good is having a lucky horseshoe up your butt when the horse is still attached?
These are the true life stories of a lovable rogue, a wiseass slacker, blind to consequence and a magnet for the bizarre. His particular penchant for non-confrontation is completely offset by his flair for gerry-rigging the loose ends into a cluster bomb while trying to please everyone. How he contrives to get out of these situations ignites the surreal fireworks.
The story starts with his release from a 10 day prison stay in Strasbourg France- on a charge of ‘Extreme Stupidity’. After being cut off from the cushy parental gravy train, it's a fallen dominos succession of losing everything in his once sybaritically fun His business, fair weather girlfriend, his allowance…
In a fit of self-destructive lunacy, he exiles himself to New York in search of redemption, and a non-stop party… Impecunious and morally lax, he thrusts himself head first/brain last into the karmic pinball bumpers of the fashion world and the NYC dating scene, bouncing him around comically awful situations. He’s all over the New York, Rome, Portillo Chile and the minefields of the Hamptons. Woven into the tapestry are the outrageous-but-true characters who continually poke sticks into his spokes...
These are the true life stories of a lovable rogue, a wiseass slacker, blind to consequence and a magnet for the bizarre. His particular penchant for non-confrontation is completely offset by his flair for gerry-rigging the loose ends into a cluster bomb while trying to please everyone. How he contrives to get out of these situations ignites the surreal fireworks.
The story starts with his release from a 10 day prison stay in Strasbourg France- on a charge of ‘Extreme Stupidity’. After being cut off from the cushy parental gravy train, it's a fallen dominos succession of losing everything in his once sybaritically fun His business, fair weather girlfriend, his allowance…
In a fit of self-destructive lunacy, he exiles himself to New York in search of redemption, and a non-stop party… Impecunious and morally lax, he thrusts himself head first/brain last into the karmic pinball bumpers of the fashion world and the NYC dating scene, bouncing him around comically awful situations. He’s all over the New York, Rome, Portillo Chile and the minefields of the Hamptons. Woven into the tapestry are the outrageous-but-true characters who continually poke sticks into his spokes...
420 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 19, 2009
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Josh Stern
1 book306 followers I don’t have a license to kill but I have taken the written portion of the test.
I moved to Canada because I needed to shed some pounds and the metric system is free.
Do you ever get the feeling that a toilet is the portal between two worlds?
I moved to Canada because I needed to shed some pounds and the metric system is free.
Do you ever get the feeling that a toilet is the portal between two worlds?
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July 1, 2013
So one night, I walked into this bar and suddenly this hot guy buys me a drink, starts telling me the story of his life. I'm only half-attentive, watching for my friends, when he mentions being stuck on a gay nude beach in Italy.
He has my attention.
That is what it's like reading Stern's book. It's like the good-looking bad boy in the bar, disarmingly charming in one breath, and the next, in unequivocally offensive, without apologies and with fantastic use of puns. I couldn't complete this book in one go, not as a bender, but it's as addictive as watching a car wreck, or a drunkard trying to score in a maternity ward. Additionally, the technical imperfections add to the character of this extended diatribe / one-way conversation.
Not everyone is going to buy into this book, get its humour, or enjoy its honesty, but if Josh Steiner ever somehow ends up in my corner of the world (on the run or not), I fully intend to buy him a beer.
He has my attention.
That is what it's like reading Stern's book. It's like the good-looking bad boy in the bar, disarmingly charming in one breath, and the next, in unequivocally offensive, without apologies and with fantastic use of puns. I couldn't complete this book in one go, not as a bender, but it's as addictive as watching a car wreck, or a drunkard trying to score in a maternity ward. Additionally, the technical imperfections add to the character of this extended diatribe / one-way conversation.
Not everyone is going to buy into this book, get its humour, or enjoy its honesty, but if Josh Steiner ever somehow ends up in my corner of the world (on the run or not), I fully intend to buy him a beer.
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