I loved Halpern's debut, ''Sh** my Dad Says'", but as is the manner of things, it was immediately turned into a terrible sitcom. Now we've got the second installment of the one-shot, lucky break author's inevitable downfall, the oportunistic cash-in second book.
It's a pretty pedestrian, and very short, memoir of perennial adolescent angst, hardly worth writing, never mind publishing or reading. I hope the guy made some good coin from the first book, because he's going to need it to set himself up in another profession.