I first read P.J. O’Rourke when I was a dorky teenager that simply couldn’t absorb too much information about cars. O’Rourke was kind of like a brother er uncle to me – the uncle that would buy me a 12 pack of Miller High Life to drink with my buddies or a 4 pack of wine coolers to get a girl drunk…
Anyway, for those that don’t know him, he is one of the greats and this book includes the stories that were my first exposure to him. When I reminisce about how I got this way, I see that some of the blame can be placed firmly on the shoulders of P.J. O’Rourke – thank you uncle.