Another celebrity memoir, in which said celebrity overcomes a difficult childhood through personal strength and the ability to laugh at his-/herself, and is now wildly popular for said ability. Aisha Tyler’s Self-Inflicted Wounds is also the second celebrity memoir I’ve read in the last week (the first being Kristen Johnston’s) in which the writer was ridiculed mercilessly for her incredible height (both ladies are 6 feet tall), but now a general consensus would indicate that their height contributes greatly to their general hotness.
“I was still very much a kid but, suddenly, I had the body of a teenager. This is like waking up one day and finding out that your golden retriever puppy shoots lasers from its adorable puppy eyes. Someone is bound to get hurt.”
Similar formula to the others, like I said, but I found Tyler’s Self-Inflicted Wounds particularly funny. She does have a great sense of humor, and luckily has become very good at laughing at herself, because she does do a lot of stupid things. I liked the tales of her klutzy childhood (sets fire to the kitchen, stabs herself in the chest, burns her leg on a motorcycle) more than those of her adulthood, which mostly focused on doing stupid things while drunk. Her stories about doing stand up were fun, too, and I love her parents. They seems like rather nutty, but loving folk, and it’s obvious that their offspring love them back.
I also liked the quotes she added to the beginning of each chapter, along with her translation of each:
“An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.”—BUDDHA
“Mean girls suck.”—AISHA TYLER”
