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Product Details

  • Paperback: 256 pages
  • Publisher: Three Rivers Press; Reprint edition (September 28, 2004)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1400080762
  • ISBN-13: 978-1400080762
  • Product Dimensions: 5.2 x 0.5 x 8 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 6.4 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.6 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (24 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #464,191 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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From Publishers Weekly

Oftentimes, the best way to experience a work of humor is to hear it delivered by the author himself, but regrettably, Barry does not lend his voice to this production. Instead, Hill reads this collection of columns--covering everything from the 2000 presidential election to the trials of fatherhood and ice fishing--in a halting manner, his cadence as uneven as a dirt road in North Dakota (a state which Barry good-naturedly makes fun of and which retaliated by naming a sewage pumping facility after him). Although Hill's voice is pleasant enough, his tendency to overemphasize unimportant words and de-emphasize others to the point where they're almost inaudible detracts rather than adds to the humor in these pieces. Indeed, the best segment of this audio book is the last and least humorous, when Hill adopts a straight face and a smoother rhythm to read Barry's moving essays on life after 9/11 and what it means to be a hero. Listeners will be left wishing Hill had employed this reading style throughout instead of trying to add drama and humor to these already amusing pieces.
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From Booklist

Barry has never been as funny as he is in this rip-roaring, hilarious new collection of columns, which parodies everything from the 2000 election snafu to so-called smart appliances. Barry went to the Republican and Democratic primaries, where he saw Republicans "'getting down' as only Republicans can" and Al Gore give a "speech that really 'rocked the house.'" Next Dave is off to the 2002 Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City, where he grapples with the some of the competitors' amusing names and the controversy surrounding the French skating judge. ("Don't trust any judge with two first names," Dave sagely cautions.) But lest readers begin to think Dave only goes to high-profile places, he also includes several essays about his trip to North Dakota, a state he often gently pokes fun at. North Dakotan politicians entreat him to visit the state, and when he does, they name a sewage lift-station for him. Barry also tackles cell phones, feng shui, and deck building, with nothing less than outrageously funny results. The collection concludes with two moving pieces on the aftermath of September 11 and the bravery of the passengers on Flight 93. Whether funny or serious, Barry is always on target. This work on the "booger beat" is nothing short of excellent. Kristine Huntley
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More About the Author

The New York Times has pronounced Dave Barry "the funniest man in America." But of course that could have been on a slow news day when there wasn't much else fit to print. True, his bestselling collections of columns are legendary, but it is his wholly original books that reveal him as an American icon. Dave Barry Slept Here was his version of American history. Dave Barry Does Japan was a contribution to international peace and understanding from which Japan has not yet fully recovered. Dave Barry's Complete Guide to Guys is among the best-read volumes in rehab centers and prisons. Raised in a suburb of New York, educated in a suburb of Philadelphia, he lives now in a suburb of Miami. He is not, as he often puts it so poetically, making this up.

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Dave Barry is one of the funniest authors alive.
CeeJay Pedersen
And though some of the references are specific and a bit topical, this book isn't really dated at all.
J. Gibson
I purchased this particular book because I wanted the articles about Grand Forks, North Dakota.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews

9 of 9 people found the following review helpful By Bookreporter on October 11, 2003
Format: Hardcover
Dave Barry is a silly man. He's a silly man with a Pulitzer. He's a silly man whose Miami Herald column is syndicated in 500 newspapers. His silly work has been transformed into a so-so sitcom and a better-than-average movie. He's the author of 25 silly books, the most recent of which is BOOGERS ARE MY BEAT, a silly title if there ever was one.
But none of this is news to the legions of Dave Barry fans, a group to which I will unrepentantly proclaim membership. Silliness, you see, is gold, a rare and desirable commodity, especially now as the world cycles through one of those historically inevitable periods in which pretty much everything stinks. Dave Barry's inspired silliness is a reliable antidote to the virus of bad news, news that is often the result of a different, darker kind of silliness on the part of people who, for reasons that often defy both logic and credulity, occupy positions of power --- political, economic, or otherwise.
It's a credit to Barry's skill as a writer that the silliness never overtakes the accuracy of his observations and never obscures the brain behind the gags. Barry twists familiar social, cultural and political issues into funny balloon animals and then smacks them with a length of barbed wire, giggling all the while. To Barry, family life, fatherhood, jobs, marriage, politics, business, and whatever else falls under his gaze is a piñata waiting to be punctured.
Barry's columns are consistently funny, but he is truly in the zone when he's on assignment, as demonstrated in BOOGERS ARE MY BEAT with his coverage of the Republican and Democratic conventions in 2000 and bizarre end to that year's presidential election.
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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful By E. A Solinas HALL OF FAMETOP 500 REVIEWERVINE VOICE on November 16, 2003
Format: Hardcover
Dave Barry is the king of quirky and funny. And with a title like "Boogers Are My Beat: More Lies, But Some Actual Journalism," you know it's gotta be worth looking at. While it's not Barry's strongest collection (it feels a little fragmented), it's still the sort of stuff to split your sides.
In this book, Dave starts off with some older columns from the presidential election that will live in infamy (if the mention of dimpled chads make you twitch, these chapters will make you have a seizure). Then he proceeds to spoof, lampoon and chuckle over such things as belligerent turkeys, the Oscars, the perils of fatherhood (and having a birthday party for a two-year-old), determining what the Lone Ranger was saying to his horse (even consulting Stephen King on that), an RV in a Wal-Mart parking lot, moving to a new house (his windows have some sort of window leprosy), using the GOOD TOWELS, being subjected to post-terrorism airport security, and having a sewage station in North Dakota named after him. He finishes up with two nonhumorous columns about September 11th.
The "actual journalism" is mostly confined to A) making fun of the Republican and Democratic conventions, and B) covering a swingers' convention. Yes! They do have conventions! Not at the same place as the Dem and Rep cons, though. Sprinkled through it is the same gleeful bathroom humor, gender jokes, anagrams, and weird names for rock bands that he is famous for.The only exception is the final two columns, sensitive, serious, and more or less pinpointing what the average person feels. (These are put at the end, so they won't ruin down the burp-humor before it) One of the big changes is that for "hapless humor," he now focuses on his baby daughter rather than his dogs.
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful By Keith Nichols on September 30, 2003
Format: Hardcover
Most Dave Barry fans will have read the contents of this book in the weekly columns, but the stuff is as funny on rereading. The guy is just wonderfully perceptive and has a real knack for anagrams and a genuine concern for rock-and-roll. Replacing his two dogs with his new daughter Sophie brings a refreshing dimension to his work. But I hope he cuts back on Sophie stories about the time she and her playmates learn to read, so that she doesn't become an unwilling celebrity. The book ends with two longer pieces about 9/11 that are quite effective.
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7 of 9 people found the following review helpful By Maddi Hausmann Sojourner on December 31, 2003
Format: Hardcover
This new Dave Barry collection is a mixed bag 'o boogers. Some of the columns are his usual silliness (and I mean that in the nicest way), where he follows up on Alert Reader Notifications of bizarre events. None of the Alert Readers came up with anything as hysterical as the exploding whale, or quick-starting a barbecue with liquid oxygen (some of his classic columns that bring a DB fan to teary laughter in just THINKING about them) in this book. His best non-assignment piece, in my opinion, was the one on using the DECORATIVE towel as a real towel and upsetting your hostess forever. His analogy of "purely for decoration" was brilliantly off-the-wall: imagine you're in a mechanic's shop, and he needs the (let's say) 7/32" wrench, so you head over to the wall to take it down for him. HOLD IT, those wrenches are PURELY FOR DECORATION! The real wrenches are in the closet! Well, I was laughing out loud at the one.
Most of the better columns in this book will be found in his coverage of the two 2000 political conventions (although the recurring motif of journalists in search of parties started to wear thin), the 2000 Election (he observes this is the state that put the "duh" in "Florida"), as well as the 2002 Winter Olympics (which has some great comments about the pairs skating scandal). The miscellaneous columns at the end (other than the DECORATIVE TOWELS) are too formulaic for me, having read too many of his older columns that did the same topics only better. The ones on his 2 year old daughter are pale imitations of the columns he wrote about his son 15 years ago. (Sorry, I'm still snorting over "Rob Barry, report to the Weinermobile.") Although he had one more excellent column in this section, on gift tips for men to buy for women.
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