(Artie Lange)Less catchy, more accurate title: "Sporadically entertaining lies from a drug abuser". This book ends with Lange stating - well, not just stating, trumpeting - that he's clean, but in fact not only was he still addicted to drugs, but after the book came out he tried to kill himself and retired from show business to enter seemingly indefinite rehab. About half the book is Lange talking about how guardian angels aren't just in heaven, they're also the family and friends who look out for you, and these platitudes are impossible to take seriously when you know that Lange is lying through his teeth about no longer being on drugs. That leaves the other half of the book, Lange's entertaining stories. These are pretty good, although the presentation does nothing for them - it sounds like Lange's "co-author" audiotaped Lange telling them and typed them up. Skip the book and just listen to some old Stern shows if you're interested, where all of these stories appeared told by the man himself with more energy than they're presented here, and without the false moralizing.
Grade: F
(Genre note: Since this book presents itself as a autobiography, it is tagged as "non-fiction", although I wouldn't believe anything you read in it.)
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