Weird little book. The author writes a preface explaining his thought processes on certain aspects of the book, including an early section in the book that was borderline kiddie porn. Seriously. It was short so I continued reading anyway and the early weird erotica thing never came back in play ... thank God ... but then the whole time I was all like 'what the hell was that all about.' Following that was a somewhat sweet story of a kid working on a project with his grandfather that was nice, but then there was a whole weird sidetrack about toasters (yes, really) that was just self-indulgent author crap that did nothing to advance the story and just made me want to punch the guy in the face (the author, not the character). Just weird. ( )

A sweet little tale...I guess. I wanted to like it more than I did. I might be too cynical, maybe? I like even sweet remembrances to have some kind of edge...that's life. ( )