This brave, occasionally moving and often hilarious memoir traces Muggins's relationships with Japanese women over the course of two decades. Few books set in contemporary Asian societies have been as successful at pulling the reader into the cultural milieu and making the foreign familiar. The author protests perhaps too strongly that How to Pick Up Japanese Chicks. . . should not be mistaken for a self-help manual. In fact the smiles, the belly-laughs, the wistful there but for the grace of God go I nodding that every page elicits testify that it is the best sort of therapy for anyone suffering from relationship fatigue anywhere, anytime.
If you can find this book, read it. I cracked up through the whole thing. This is a gem that may be out of print. Oddly, I found it in the travel section of Barnes And Noble. It was in a very small press so I doubt it will make it to the e-sphere. If I loan it to you, I must have it back.
This book was, at least for me, hysterical right up until the end. Despite the title this is not a "How-to" book at all so if you're really interested in picking up Japanese chicks look somewhere else.