Now I must start off by admitting that I’ve been a big George Watsky fan for a long time, and as soon as he announced his new book, I quickly preordered it from Amazon. When it arrived, I got some sour gummy worms and a Dr. Pepper and settled down to read it as soon as I could. And I must say, it only took until the second line of the introduction for the book to relate to me:
“How come if people keep telling me I’m so smart, I keep doing such stupid things?”
So much truth resonated to me in that one line.
As a fan of George Watsky, I can say that I enjoyed this sporadic glimpse into his life—something that makes a famous person more grounded and real to a fan. Hey, he screws up sometimes just like I do. Hey, he’s got insecurities just like me. I also enjoyed the Watsky brand of humor and wordplay I’ve long appreciated since I was a senior in high school (I stumbled across his YouTube channel after seeing him as Shakespeare in “Epic Rap Battles of History” and I’ve been hooked since.)
My fan-like feelings aside, I did find this book very relatable in many ways. For me in particular, a few chapters stood out that related to me. The first relevant moment for me was reading about Watsky’s relationship with his dad and baseball. My dad has always been a big baseball fan—sorry Watsky, but he’s for the Braves, not the Giants! And while I’m not the biggest baseball fan out there, I’ve been to a few baseball games with him, and I’ve enjoyed the time together—he keeps up the s***-talking though, I watch the score.
Next relatable moment was Watsky’s dealings with epilepsy. Now I’m not an epileptic myself, but in my senior year of high school we had a girl pass away who had been seizure free for years until one snuck up on her while she was home alone on a treadmill. She had been so well-liked by all that it hit our whole graduating class really hard, especially since it was less than a month before graduation. From the experience, I learned a lot about epilepsy, and even though I haven’t experienced a seizure, I found myself questioning What if one randomly happened right now? What would happen? and a myriad of other questions that any over thinker would have about such a topic.
Other relatable moments existed in his book as well, such as dealing with jerk roommates (not speaking of you, Shelby) and awkward pre-teen and teenage things—I even dated someone in high school who put a mortar in upside down and it exploded around us. (I'm referring to fireworks, for people like dear innocent Shelby who didn’t understand what a mortar was when editing this.) My overall point is that this book relates to everyone in some way. For me, these were the points I resonated with. Other people who read it may find different points to relate to. They may be international ivory smugglers or distraught people who didn’t get nachos with jalapeños in them on nacho day in high school.
Moral of the review: Watsky’s offbeat book is just a story about some of his experiences along the way. They hit you with a range of stories that can be goofy or slightly sad, but in a way they’re all pretty relatable—some more than others. To fans of Watsky, it’s not a disappointing read, and I highly recommend it. To people who aren’t fans or haven’t heard of him: Read it. It’s an enjoyable read that’ll give you a wide variety of thoughts and feelings. I give Watsky’s How to Ruin Everything 5 out of 5 stars.