Michael Lewis disappoints
Michael Lewis is one of my favorite authors but this fails and it's somewhat predictable why.
As a father, I sometimes find myself telling friends or co-workers about this adorable thing my daughter said or did - and sometimes, halfway through the story, I realize, "Hmm...this probably isn't nearly as interesting to these guys as it is to me." Well, this whole book is sort of like that, mixed with the experience of reading Lewis' diary as a new father. It's occasionally cute, often boring and shockingly hard to relate even as a relatively new father myself.
This is a very short book, and if you are as big of a Michael Lewis fan as I am, you may not want to believe me so dive on in and experience it yourself - but as far as I'm concerned, it's not worth the time.
