Publisher's Synopsis
We live in a world where smart fridges are more articulate than most politicians, where the leaders of two nuclear powers engage in a battle of elementary school wits, and where every fact can be dismissed as fake news. Sometimes it seems like the only humor left is tinged with bitterness and despair.
Robert Isenberg doesn't believe that's true. He knows it's possible to find humor-true humor-everywhere.
Why is it that a politician's choice of food makes or breaks his or her career, and why should we care? How important is it to attend a funeral if it means canceling your regular Sunday tennis game? What drives a man's suspicions of yoga, and perhaps more importantly, why are wives so determined to overcome such reservations? Robert, aka "robear," has two wives. Esther is his real-life wife. Esther doesn't want to have anything to do with his imaginary wife, Dana, who is featured in his essays. Robert created Dana to do and say what he wants, but Dana says and does whatever pleases Dana.
Isenberg is an affable guy-the kind of man who tries to get along with automated help systems. From his obsession with "As seen on TV!" products to his exploration of the differences between the sexes, he's instantly recognizable to readers. We all have a Robert Isenberg in our life, and that's a good thing-because we need to laugh.
Judge this book by its cover! We all have a Robert Isenberg in our lives. He's the one who sees things a little differently than the rest of us. He's the one who makes you laugh when he tells you what he's thinking. Robert actually asserts that elections are won and lost once the public discovers what the candidates are eating. He insists that had Hillary Clinton had said,"Hold the kale and bring on the iceberg," she would definitely have won by a landslide! Robert is also sure that thousand island as opposed to French vinaigrette would have won more votes. Although Isenberg tries to get along with Robots on the phone, he's embarrassed to admit that they inevitably get the better of him. And speaking of being embarrassed Isenberg's wife Dana had instructed him to pick up two packages of toilet paper at Costco each consisting of thirty-six rolls, he can only guess what people would think if he placed seventy-two rolls of loose toilet paper in his cart. Another essay begins with Robert being perplexed about the word 'perplexed', especially when his cardiologist is "perplexed" about what is physically wrong with Robert. While he is watching a football game, he often wonders why he learns more about mattresses and why he needs a new one, than what's happening with the football game. He has similar issues with the ads in his face while watching the Red Sox. On top of which he asks himself," Why should I give one damn that a bunch of strangers win or lose?" He even goes on and asks himself,"Has one of them ever come to my office to see how I'm doing?" If they lose he goes to bed sad that they lost, but even sadder that he feels sad. All in all, JUDGE THIS BOOK BY ITS COVER! You will be rewarded with true belly laughs, many smiles and the wonderful feeling of "I know where Isenberg is, cause I've been there too."Isenberg also wants you to read about his lovely and amazing sister who was a teacher for fifteen- years, but had to be taught the art of cussing by her friend the school's librarian. There is also story in this collection called Brother's. I was born the youngest of seven. I don't think that any of my siblings were celebrating my birth. Least of all was brother David, who up till my birth had been dotted upon by the older ones. He don't exactly welcome me.There is also an essay re David's friend Butchy AKA Sonny who on his death bed snared at me as he handed me a note that said, "I did and you didn't!" Robert hasn't mentioned the piece called, "Harvey's Mother's Funeral and the Sunday Morning Tennis Game," I'll leave up to you readers to supp
