Not my best self

It's been kind of a stressful week. As I noted in the title, I wasn't my best self. Which is probably why this happened. 

Gotta remember those "I" sentences, especially when picking an unnecessary fight with a loved one.

Things escalated 

Translation: I want a snack. 

Translation: I'm still looking for that snack. 

ugh so weak willed

Anyone else yell at a cat today? 

Happy Easter (and a winner)!

Recycled post, but so true still:

Also, I picked a winner from last week's book giveaway. (I used a random number generator to pick a commenter, for those who are wondering about my methods.)

Congrats....FISHDUCKY!! 

(Check your email.) 

I GOT A BOOK! And a giveaway...

So. On the rare occasion over the years, I've gotten an email about doing a blog promo/giveaway. They're nice, but usually not my scene. 

Hey, I got nothing but love for you crafters, but I am, in fact, a garbage person.

Answer: No.

Anyway, a few weeks back I got an email from Elina from Penguin Random House who offered me an early copy of "Mustache Shenanigans," a book from Super Troopers creator Jay Chandrasekhar about growing up Indian American and starting his career. I almost deleted the email, but a couple of things caught my eye. 

1. She'd send me a copy of the book, no strings attached. 

Seriously, when's the last time you got a copy of a fresh clean new book for free? I was definitely not thinking about blog promotions. Sorry, readers. Me want pretty book.

2. It's called mustache shenanigans. 

3. I'm a sucker for easy to read, light hearted "growing up in XXX" tales. 

You know, the quasi memoir/collection of stories books that have been all the rage lately? I eat those up when I'm not reading young adult fantasy romance magic adventure novels. 

Plus, I love Mindy Kaling and The Mindy Project and  HER book about growing up Indian American. 

Don't all "abc" type people have the same exact experience in America?

Anyhoo, I got my fresh new book in the mail days later, and it was mostly what I expected, in a good way. Boy Mindy Jay describes growing up in his upper-middle-class life outside of Chicago, and getting into shenanigans as a kid in private school (seriously, I would have used that word even if it wasn't in the title). He writes about going to college, getting into comedy, forming a comedy group called broken lizard, getting in the movie business, making super troopers, directing dukes of hazzard, making beerfest, etc. Also, drinking. A lot of that. 

Turns out I'm shit at recaps. There goes my book reviewer career prospects.

It's a quick and easy read - I got through it in two evenings. I learned a bit about the movie business that I never even wondered about (like getting a film into a film festival/sold/distributed). The only parts of the book that I didn't love were the chapters around the making of Super Troopers, on account of not having seen the movie and barely understanding the plot. 

Though if you're a Super Troopers fan, that might be your fave part of the whole thing. 

But also, Elina offered to do a giveaway for my readers! 

See:

So all you need to do to enter is comment below (ideally, make sure your account is tied to an email address, or leave your email too.) I'll put your names in a bag sometime next week and pick one. 

#toolazytopromote. Also, too lazy to fix typo in "entries"

To be clear, I'm not writing about this to be self promotey. I liked the book so I thought it'd be a fun non-trumpy thing to write about, and then I figured I'd be a total asshole if I didn't take her up on the giveaway for you guys. You all deserve free clean new books  too. (Also, in case it isn't extremely obvious, but I wasn't paid to write this post. Clearly, I did get the free-no-strings-attached book.)

Ok, leave a comment! Good luck!

#Resist, #Persist, Attend too many meetings

What life feels like lately:

Been busy, y'all. Anyone feeling overwhelmed by all the #resisting?