Are You There, Vodka? It's Me Chelsea
I shudder to admit that I read this. But it was still funny. Chelsea Handler of Chelsea Lately, a stand up comedian and unacknowledged alcoholic busts out short stories in this memoir. As you may know, I am not a fan of many a memoir. Ruined by 'Running With Scissors', I don't need to know the sick details of your putrid up bringing. She keeps the family parts pretty upbeat though. No molestation or reading your own fecal matter like tea leaves.
I am struggling between giving this book a 1 and an X rating for her obscene amounts of consumed alcohol, Ecstasy, and men.........and possibly a 3 and an R because I laughed pretty hard at parts. She and her father together are a crack up. Her dad reminds me of the dad on King of Queens.
This book is light reading and pretty funny but beware.......so, so foul which is not a surprise if you have ever heard of Chelsea Handler.
Rating 2.5 I did laugh, but her explicit language and extreme substance abuse, whether real or beefed up....got a little tiring. At some point it stops being funny.
Rating R Lots of sex, lots of language, lots of drugs and drinking.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Are You There, Vodka? It's Me Chelsea
Labels:
alcoholism,
Chelsea Handler,
drug abuse,
humor,
memoir,
sexually explicit
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