Book Review: Look At My Striped Shirt
Look At My Striped Shirt - Confessions of People You Love To Hate
by The Phat Phree
$10.36 @ Amazon.com
First off let me admit that this blog - or at least me - is somehow related to The Phat Phree. I’ll give you 3 minutes to Google it and figure it out. If you can’t, well then it’s of no concern to you. But I did get this book sent to me for free with the understanding that I would review it. Such is the duty of a “Blogger” - we are here to spread the word where no one else gives a damn.
Now let me explain a little bit about The Phat Phree. It’s an online humor magazine that is about two hundred times more popular than Unsought Input. But then again, uhm…we like it that way. The guys from The Phat Phree are those kids who probably beat you up in elementary school, played sports in middle school and by high school they were all of a sudden really in to drama club and the school newspaper because they were slightly too intelligent to stay in football. They weren’t in drama to sing and dance (cuz “that’s be gay, dude”) or on the newspaper to write scandalous op-ed pieces, but because they like when people listen to them talk or read what they write. They’re those guys who fill the large gap between the over-smart introverts and the air-headed extroverts. Now they work office jobs but hope to someday make it big in a way that people will pay money to hear what they have to say.
So, nothing wrong with that. Someone’s got to fill that gap. They’re honing their skills by following the TPP credo: Target. Observe. Ridicule. They’re taking “observational comedy” to a different level than we’re used to - different than the droning of Jerry Seinfeld’s sly jabs at everyday annoyances and not so far as the over-done “people of [my ethnicity] are funny because…” yawn-fest of Carlos Mencia.
Look At My Striped Shirt - Confessions of People You Love To Hate contains 73 essays written from the point of view of all of the quirky lamers you work with, ring up at the cash register, run into at parties and, God forbid, are related to. A Spoon River Anthology for the modern day, if you will. (more…)
Finally the question, “Have you found Jesus?”, can now be answered yes. 
I love Peter Pan Peanut Butter, make that “loved”. I thought we had a great relationship I mean I’ve been eating you for lunch since 4th grade. Sure every once and awhile I’d have something else but it meant nothing, I was just having fun and you knew that.