Wade's Walden

I have no idea why I picked up Wade Rouse's memoir, At Least Someone in the City Would Hear Me Scream. Maybe the title caught my attention. Whatever the reason, it was a great laugh. Rouse and his partner Gary decide to sell their house in the city and move to rural Michigan in an effort to live simply, ala Thoreau's Walden. But years of living in the city have spoiled them with Starbucks, Pottery Barns and Whole Foods, none of which are available in rural Michigan. Wade must learn to do without his morning latte and Kashi Go Lean cereal and find shoes that are suitable for snowy Michigan weather. His adventures embracing the solitary life and his rural brethren, and his attempts to eschew fashion and entertainment and learn to live off the land are a never-ending source of laughs. Wade has a great sense of humor and I can't wait to read his other book, Confessions of a Prep School Mommy Handler. That ought to be a good one.