This book was funny in parts, but not too funny about her dog-which was not so much matter of fact as it was so devoid of emotion you could feel the wrenching sadness of it. (ever been so overcome, you could only keep a stone face?) Ms. Notaro's stories are almost all only understood by women, particularly women of a certain age.
There is nothing funny in this book; it did not even make me smile. She has a chapter matter-of-factly explaining the death of her dog. The book is self-absorbed, mean-spirited, sometimes racist, and boring. -LE
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