Born in 1953 in southern Alberta, the only son of a truck driver and a housewife, Neil Hansen went on to accomplish almost nothing. How then, you ask, could he write a 1,500-page, four-volume memoir containing not a single boring paragraph? He lived his life on his own terms only occasionally sponging off friends and family. He cared not a jot for the judgments of others. He had some difficulty with drugs, alcohol, women, and authority but, overall, was not an unlucky man. He studied at several schools including the school of life and when he encountered problems he was never afraid to turn and walk away from them. Which usually led to more problems. Join Neil as, in his own words, thousands of them, in his own unapologetic style, tight, direct, and mostly agenda-free (except for the Legalize Marijuana thing), he takes you gently and humorously by the hand down the path of a bright but confused and shiftless man, buggering
around, allergic to work, searching for a life of ease and meaning in the late twentieth century.
And there’s sexy stuff, too.
To Say Nothing A Diary of Memory – Vol. 1