Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs By Chuck Klosterman (Scribner)
He goes on tour with a Guns 'n' Roses cover band and has a marijuana freakout. He begins an article about internet porn with the question, "When exactly did every housewife in America become a whore?"

Chuck Klosterman is, essentially, hilarious, but he's also a subversive, critical genius. In Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, Klosterman essays on subjects from Pamela Anderson to The Real World, asserting painstaking, obsessively developed theories. He will make you feel less alone in your affection for Saved by the Bell.

Do you just obsess over your subjects, or what?

"Initially, I was going to do an entire book on The Real World, but then I thought no, that's too much. Then I was going to do an entire book on the Lakers-Celtics basketball rivalry--but that would've entailed me becoming a sports writer, essentially. Then I just decided to write about things that I'm personally interested in; I started seeing that I was ultimately writing about the audience of these things; what they say about our own reality."

It seems the theme is "representing for the populace."

"I don't know about that, but I do think there are a lot of smart people in the world who want to think critically about the art they consume. But the places that usually do those kinds of analysis tend to write about subjects these people don't really relate to. It's not like they're stupid, it's just that they're not interested in reading about French conversionism. I think I'm one of those people, too. I like to have weird, in-depth, theoretical discussions about stuff, but the stuff I like is, like, Saved by the Bell. "

Are you on Friendster?

"I'm on Friendster. What I think is neat about Friendster is that in a way, it's a lot like real friendships, because you give testimonials about how great your friend is, but you know, Friendster never fuckin' works. It's always down. So it's sort of like having a real friendship; when your friends are around you, they love you and tell you how awesome you are, but when you suddenly need them at strange times, you can't even log into 'em." JULIANNE SHEPHERD