I wrote a book I order to make a fool of myself? Why?
Foreign Fool is a bunch of short memoirs about me being stupid all over the world. Often disasterously, often just embarrassingly. All written as comically as I know how, starring me as the chump every time. Why?
Why let everybody know how dumb I’ve been? Getting kidnapped on a bicycle in Saigon? Getting my car stuck in the Sahara in a sandstorm? Being comically constipated in Tokyo? And don’t even ask what I got caught doing in London.
Why? Well, I’ve always enjoyed making fun of myself in stories I tell my friends. Some of us will do anything for a laugh. Of course I’ve had some great times as I've lurched all over the map, but who cares? It's things going wrong that get the laughs and the free drinks.