sex, drugs and cocoa puffs

ok, another re-read. that way you know it's good. what better endorsement could i give? i will probably read this once a year until circumstances prevent me, such as having children or developing cataracts.

the amazing thing about this author is that he expresses, in these essays about "low culture", what you think or know on some vague level, but expresses it in the most witty, intelligent manner, rendering random, seemingly meaningless parts of my, and people my age's, life into philosophy. i often agreed, outloud, with things expressed in this book. like why i don't like it when people say, "i like everything" when asked what kind of music they like. and how the real world started changing how people conceive of themselves. and how tv doesn't have to be good, it just has to be watchable, as espoused in a chapter about "saved by the bell." i appreciate the honesty in his admission that at a point in his life, he watched all 4 re-runs of saved by the bell that were aired every day. reading this book makes you think (or me think, anyway) for a little while, that i could write a book like that, but in reality, i'm in no way as astute as the author in his observations and theories.

somethings, i was just a little too young for, but was still enjoyed reading about. references to music i wasn't allowed to listen to as a child, for instance. and i never liked star wars, but the connection he makes between the empire strikes back and the concept of generation x is still pretty mind-blowing.

basically, i wish i was friends with chuck klosterman. he "likes everything" (music, sports, bad tv) but he knows why he likes it, and it's not just because it's what's there, or if it is, he has a very entertaining rationalization for it.