Tramps Like Us: A Suburban ConfessionFrom the screenwriter of How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days comes an irreverent memoir of growing up in the Garden State. A choppy, whirlwind tour of her dysfunctional childhood in the New Jersey suburbs, from the divorce of her parents when she was six to her victorious exeunt at age 17, bound for the Manhattan School of Music. Without any semblance of structure, Buckley flits from memory to memory, capturing a haphazard array of family arguments, personal embarrassments and lopsided adventures. Using excessive profanity, she describes her adopted Korean sister's bout with smallpox, her childhood home's rat infestation and septic tank problem (earning her family the unending disdain of the entire neighborhood) and the late arrival of her adopted sibling's long-lost brother, Nak. She waxes nostalgic about her crush on Sting, her obsession with the mafia and her early experiments with underage drinking, driving and dating. With a caustic, ironic tone, she picks out New Jersey's least appealing qualities (mall rats, big hair and bad jeans) and unapologetically exploits them for laughs. Though the average reader may find this flippant, often ribald narrative hard to get through, similarly-affected Jerseyites will find much to like in Buckley's slice-of-life pileup. |
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Page 87
... needed to do was get a moment alone with Lee . I would quickly explain the pickle I was in and then have him say some Zen shit about how he wouldn't perform on command ( make it a principle thing ) . If he preferred , he could make up ...
... needed to do was get a moment alone with Lee . I would quickly explain the pickle I was in and then have him say some Zen shit about how he wouldn't perform on command ( make it a principle thing ) . If he preferred , he could make up ...
Page 96
... needed to keep his job because he needed health benefits for his sciatica , but the truth was he wasn't in a good place . " I'm so confused I don't know whether to scratch my watch or wind my ass , " he often said . We felt Jim's pain ...
... needed to keep his job because he needed health benefits for his sciatica , but the truth was he wasn't in a good place . " I'm so confused I don't know whether to scratch my watch or wind my ass , " he often said . We felt Jim's pain ...
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... needed an immaculate conception like I needed a hole in the head . Worse yet , if this was the True Messiah , then this meant I'd be leading the Jews who were the only group still waiting for their savior to arrive . And if my one night ...
... needed an immaculate conception like I needed a hole in the head . Worse yet , if this was the True Messiah , then this meant I'd be leading the Jews who were the only group still waiting for their savior to arrive . And if my one night ...
Contents
The Five and a Half Stages of Grief | 9 |
Fort Apache29 | 29 |
Taking the Bath | 43 |
Copyright | |
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