



Yes, this was about as funny and painful to read as you would imagine it. Comedian (and friend of mine) Ross Asdourian had quite the injury (yes, that type of injury), and wrote a fascinating book about it. I actually met Ross at a Sundance film festival dinner (I believe on the tour for this book), and, like so many detailed in this book, refused to believe him for the first hour or so.
This book is about the act itself, the preceding context leading up to it, New York City relationships among the creative types in the late 2010s and how Ross navigated the incredibly complex and (not surprisingly) awkward family, romantic, and social relationships in his life. It’s written with the kind of wit and linguistic gymnastics you would come to expect if you know Ross or have seen his work. And with that, I’ve leave the cliffhanger for those who read the book.