We all did weird things as kids, didn’t we?
I know someone who, when he was little, used to poke roly-poly bugs so they’d roll up in a ball, then stick them in his belly-button, ears, and nostrils. (I can’t tell you who it is, because my brother doesn’t like me to talk about him on the Internet.)
When my writing partner, JD, was a kid, he used to put a shower cap on his head and do impressions of Julia Child in the mirror.
When I was 9, I kept a little green super-bounce ball in spice jar on my desk at school, named it “Sed,” and talked to it throughout the day.
Some of you did other things, as we discussed on Facebook the other day. (I have to say, I think my favorite is the pair of sisters who dressed up as a superhero they called “Quail Woman.”)
The weirdness we got up to as children not only foreshadowed what goons most of us turned into as grownups (although we masquerade pretty decently as responsible adults, don’t we? high five!); it also explains why so many of us flock with glee to Allie Brosh’s blog, Hyperbole and a Half – and why I can pretty much guarantee that you’ll love her new book. When Allie relays episodes from her youth, she remembers all the wacky details: the childlike reasoning, the obscure delights, the nonsensical grudges. To read her stories of childhood is to remember our own in more detail than we thought possible.
The book gets into more mature material as well: anxiety, self-esteem, work, etc. But it’s all just as funny. And if you’re the slightest bit hesitant about a book that came from a blog, don’t be — this is the blog-book that smashes all blog-book myths. I’m telling you right now, you will laugh your ass off. For real. Say goodbye to your ass: Farewell, ass — you’re about to be laughed off.
We are all absurd. We were then, and we are now. We should all treasure this book. It comes out in a couple of weeks. Here’s an early review over on the Barnes & Noble Book Blog (many thanks for clicking over if you’re so inclined):