Monday, April 23, 2012
Book Review - LIFE, A Little Brown Dog and Shite Like That
'Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand' Woody Allen This quote has nothing to do with this book. I just put it in as I think it's funny. But it does go to show you don't have to be straight-laced to find your soul, to be out there. Having fun and being funny is integral to being a human being. I'm here to tell you why a bloke like me would want to find his soul and why you may want to as well. The mere idea of blokes with souls sounds like a disease of plague proportions, right up there with zombies, lepers and dogs with rabies. Why is this so? I have no idea except to tell you what I have seen. Most of my mates feel uncomfortable as they open up their soft side as it takes them clean out of their comfort zone when they talk about stuff that makes them feel all soft, feminine and in the eyes of adversaries and mates alike, just plain weak. As my old footballing coach would say, from here it's only a short cuddle to playing for the other team and not too many men want this. Or at least be caught out in the open. But there is one hell of a difference between blokes expressing their love and compassion for a mate and tapping them on the shoulder with a twinkle in their eye and a bullseye on their bum. Why would I put myself through this shite when to believe in this new age stuff is to be seen as a girl? Why should blokes want to find their soul? What's the upside? Well, I'd be bullshitting if I said I knew the definitive answer. But I do know this: it has everything to do with finding the truth. Your truth. And if you're looking for the truth, the best place to start is with yourself. In doing so, a door will open for you to see the big picture and to become way better at being human. At being a bloke.
About the Author
Publican, tractor driver, high-flying cotton farmer, low-flying night shift taxi driver. Gas pipeliner. Australian. His degree in economics did not prevent him from becoming a busted arse bankrupt - with honours. Married twice, divorced once and has never been locked up. Has lived for 52 years this time around and has had 15 dogs, 13 cars, 6 nicknames, 5 cats, 2 children, 3 step-children and often wishes he had been locked up. Born with nothing, he still has most of it. He is innocent, naive, mildly intelligent, sadly amusing, sometimes vague and often vacant. He shows a willing aptitude for breaking things - machinery, motor bikes, bank balances, arses and hearts. No good with repairs. He likes chickens, little brown dogs, XXXX beer, Metallica, but gives goannas a wide berth. Is inconsolable when his footy team looses. Michael's attempts at humour of his own violation is more self defecating than deprecating. He has a healthy disrespect for himself In other words, he is a ordinary guy, a good bloke. Just all fucked up.
My Take on the Book
This was a funny book that will keep you laughing from the beginning to the end. I had no clue what to expect when reading this book but the mere bluntness and honesty within the book itself were both refreshing and sometimes alarming. That being said, the book itself was a easy and engaging read and one that I know any guy would enjoy. More than that though, this book also appeals to others who enjoy a good tale of humorous encounters and experiences shared in a engaging down to earth manner. Even though the book is humorous, it still deals with some very real issues that impact all of us, making the book that much better.
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