I read /Tony Parsons on Life, Death and Breakfast/, by Tony Parsons.
The publisher says, "The bestselling author of MAN AND BOY turns his acute eye and pen to the biggest personal issues that face us - as well as the annoying grit in the eye of everyday life. Humour and honesty are combined in these wonderfully observed pieces on romance, sex, marriage, fake breasts, performance anxiety, car envy, airport security and more. Why are fake breasts always a bad idea? Why did football become rubbish? When did your partner's orgasm become more important than your own? When should a man settle down? What is the capital of Peru? Parsons answers all these questions - apart from the one about Peru - in his own inimitable style."
Tony Parsons was a British music journalist (think young Neil Strauss or early Chuck Klosterman, before they became authors and branched out into other subjects), who then wrote a column on relationships and commitment, and then, like Strauss and Klosterman, branched out and became an author.
His book is fairly original in subject matter, occasionally offensive, and pretty funny in parts. Way more funny than Colin Jost's latest book (/A Very Punchable Face/, but then again, Colin just married Scarlett Johansson, so must be doing something right.
Parsons writes on relationships, sex, mid-life crises, marriage, facials (not that sort), in his dry British humor way.
The book's title comes from explaining a mongoose eating a lizard in the Caribbean to his 7-year old daughter, beginning with the life and death cycle of nature, and ending with "The mongoose can't order from room service."
Charles John Klosterman