{"product_id":"care-to-make-love-in-that-gross-little-space-between-cars-isbn-9780307743718","title":"Care To Make Love In That Gross Little Space Between Cars?","description":"The \u003ci\u003eBeliever \u003c\/i\u003emagazine presents a compendium of advice from producers, writers, and actors of \u003ci\u003eThe Daily Show\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eSaturday Night Live\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eParks and Recreation\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eLate Show with David Letterman\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Hangover,\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Colbert Report\u003c\/i\u003e, along with other musicians, cartoonists, \u003ci\u003eNew Yorker \u003c\/i\u003ewriters, and those similarly unqualified to offer guidance.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eHere Amy Sedaris describes the perfect murder for unwanted hermit crabs—you will need a piece of meat and a brick. Simon Rich explains how to avoid being found dead in your underwear by firemen—buy some long johns. Zach Galifianakis provides insight into how he changed his name without a social security card—he just started calling himself Adam Zapple, and it stuck. Bob Saget finally illuminates what “friends with benefits” really means—a nonsexual relationship wherein your ex makes monetary deposits into your bank account. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eContributors include: \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eRob Baedeker, Anne Beatts, Elizabeth Beckwith, Jerri Blank, Roz Chast, Louis C.K., Mike Doughty, Dave Eggers, Rich Fulcher, Zach Galifianakis, Dan Guterman, Anthony Jeselnik, Julie Klausner, Lisa Lampanelli, Nick Hornby, Sam Lipsyte, Liam Lynch, Merrill Markoe, Rose McGowan, Misc. Canadian rock musicians, Laraine Newman, The Pleasure Syndicate, Bob Powers, Simon Rich, Bob Saget, George Saunders, Kristen Schaal, Paul Scheer, Amy Sedaris, Allison Silverman, Paul Simms, Brendon Small, Jerry Stahl, Scott Thompson, Fred Willard, Cintra Wilson, Weird Al Yankovic, and Alan Zweibel“I am an advice columnist, which means I get a lot of e-mail from people with problems. Some of those problems are serious and thought-provoking and require answers that are carefully weighed and considered. Others are . . . well, obvious. . . . I tend not to answer the most obvious questions, but when I do, I try to be empathetic. Sometimes it’s hard. And that’s why an evil grin spread across my face (think: Mr. Burns on \u003ci\u003eThe Simpsons\u003c\/i\u003e) when I got my hands on \u003ci\u003eCare to Make Love in That Gross Little Space Between Cars? A Believer Book of Advice\u003c\/i\u003e. The usually brilliant \u003ci\u003eBeliever\u003c\/i\u003e magazine has a wonderful column created by comedian Amy Sedaris called ‘Sedaratives,’ which features very funny answers to purposefully ridiculous questions. . . . If only I could answer questions with that kind of thoughtfulness. I’m kidding. Sort of.” —Meredith Goldstein, \u003ci\u003eThe Boston Globe\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“\u003ci\u003eCare to Make Love in That Gross Little Space Between Cars?: A Believer Book of Advice\u003c\/i\u003e is so much more than just a well-titled tome. It’s . . . an essential compendium of (not particularly serious) advice.” —\u003ci\u003eSmith Journal\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Operation Enduring Cleverness: launch.” —Justin Moyer, \u003ci\u003eWashington City Paper\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Advice columns aren’t exactly hard to come by. Advice columns managed by celebrities are a little tougher. But advice columns managed by comedians who may or may not have the slightest idea what they’re talking about? \u003ci\u003eNow\u003c\/i\u003e we’re getting somewhere. How about advice from a surlier-than-average Louis C.K., an enthusiastically verbose George Saunders, or a delightfully befuddled Fred Willard? \u003ci\u003eCare To Make Love In That Gross Little Space Between Cars? \u003c\/i\u003eis a collection of some of the best responses from \u003ci\u003eThe Believer\u003c\/i\u003e magazine’s advice column. Guest-managed by some of the sharpest stand-up comics and writers working today . . . it is jam-packed with silliness, sarcasm, and wit. . . . The overall effect is a lot of chuckling and some well-deserved laugh-out-loud moments. . . . A perfect flip-through book for the comedians you know and love, and a solid introduction for those you don’t.” —Glenn Dallas, \u003ci\u003eSan Francisco Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“In all the years of her advice-giving career, it is unlikely Ann Landers was ever faced with a question like ‘Is Jesus a lot of hype?’ The same goes for her sister; a special no-prize goes to the person who can find the newspaper column that starts with ‘Dear Abby, What kind of superheroes do you think get laid the most?’ Luckily, for the queries that can’t—or won’t—be answered by any other source, we have \u003ci\u003eCare to Make Love in That Gross Little Space Between Cars?: A Believer Book of Advice. \u003c\/i\u003eIf there’s anyone you can trust for sage counsel, it’s celebrities of every sort. Actors, comedians, writers and musicians, have all the answers for the problems of life you didn’t even know you were worried about. . . . Oh, wait, were you wanting real advice? You’ll find none of that here, but you will get a criminal amount of laughter.” —Andy Bockelman, \u003ci\u003eGalo Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“Aberrant. Off-the-wall. Well-drawn. And very, very funny. . . . Apatow’s opening sets the tone, and the contributors? They seal the deal. Kristen Schall, Louis C.K., Zach Galifanaki, Dave Eggers, Amy Sedaris, Cintra Wilson, Sam Lipsyte and on and on and on. It’s the sort of super hip cast of celebrities that should make your eyes roll but instead make you laugh out loud. It’s a terrific—though mostly pointless—book. I couldn’t get enough.” —Jones Atwater, \u003ci\u003eJanuary Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“[A] selection of humorous pieces from famous, infamous and unknown comedians. Each comedian was asked to write a humorous advice column.  The result is anything but Dear Abby, as writers prove once again that dark humor is often the funniest.” —\u003ci\u003eExaminer.com\u003c\/i\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe Believer \u003c\/i\u003eis a magazine offering essays, interviews, reviews, and advice, the latter of which appears in the form of a monthly column called “Sedaratives.” The Sedaratives column, which started in May 2005 with advice by Amy Sedaris, gave rise to this book. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eMike Sacks is on the editorial staff of \u003ci\u003eVanity Fair\u003c\/i\u003e magazine. His work has appeared in \u003ci\u003eVanity Fair\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe New Yorker\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eEsquire\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eGQ\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eSalon\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eMcSweeney’s\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Believer\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eVice\u003c\/i\u003e, and other publications. Sacks is the author of three books: \u003ci\u003eAnd Here's the Kicker: Conversations with 21 Top Humor Writers\u003c\/i\u003e; \u003ci\u003eSEX: Our Bodies, Our Junk\u003c\/i\u003e; and \u003ci\u003eYour Wildest Dreams, Within Reason\u003c\/i\u003e. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eEric Spitznagel is a contributing editor for \u003ci\u003eThe Believer \u003c\/i\u003emagazine, where he cocreated (along with Amy Sedaris) the Sedaratives column. He’s also the author of six books and a frequent contributor to \u003ci\u003ePlayboy \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eVanity Fair\u003c\/i\u003e. He has one more testicle than Hitler, which he considers a moral victory.\u003cb\u003eIntroduction\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Judd Apatow:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eWe’re thinking about publishing a sequel to \u003c\/i\u003eYou’re a Horrible Person, But I Like You\u003ci\u003e. It’d be more or less the same thing as the first book, except with mostly different people, and different questions. Are we being redundant?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eThanks,\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The Believer \u003ci\u003emagazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eSan Francisco, CA\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear The Believer:\u003cbr\u003e I really don’t know how to answer that question. There is a larger issue, which is: Why am I writing the intro to this book at all?\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e This is a mistake I keep making, saying yes to things for no apparent reason. I don’t know if it is because I get insecure or I need an ego stroke, but I keep finding myself in the same position, stuck with something I don’t want to do but said yes to because someone did a good job kissing my ass.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I don’t even understand what you want. Am I supposed to write something logical, or absurd? I have no idea.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I don’t even know if this book is for charity or if someone is going to make a shitload of money off it. I kind of always assumed it benefited some charity, but I don’t think that is correct. I also have the vague notion that the entire publishing empire that’s releasing it is a nonprofit, but I have no proof and am probably wrong about that. Or I am right.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e One thing I do know is I get paid very well for my time and money and I am getting paid zero dollars to write this and that makes no sense at all.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I can’t even remember who asked me to do it. Probably someone who seemed smart and who made me feel like less of a dick-joke-writing idiot by asking, and I got all excited for all of five minutes till I realized it actually required real work.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I wouldn’t be writing this at all if Paul Rudd wasn’t ten minutes late to our meeting. If he’d been on time, today would have been the day I worked up the nerve to bail on this assignment so they could go manipulate some other insecure Jewish man into doing it.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Why not ask a non-Jew? Why not ask a woman? An African American? Someone from South America? Aren’t people ready for some new flavors of comedy at this point? I know I am. I might move to Nicaragua for a year or two just to come up with a new comedic angle that’s not based on my Jewish mother’s influence and child rearing. Maybe if I started a junta I could write a fresh joke. What is a junta? I need to find out.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Where the hell is Paul Rudd? He is always late. He was never late when his career wasn’t going well, but ever since \u003ci\u003eI Love You, Man\u003c\/i\u003e he could give a fuck about wasting my time.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Oh, there he is. Hey, Paul! You look good. I like the beard.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Judd\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eA Second Attempt at an Introduction\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Patton:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eSo listen, we’re doing this book of advice and we asked Judd Apatow to write the intro, and it didn’t really work out. We don’t want to get into it, but it has something to do with Paul Rudd’s career going well. Anyway, is there a chance you might like to take a crack at it? The introduction, we mean.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eThanks in advance,\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The Believer \u003ci\u003emagazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eSan Francisco, CA\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear \u003ci\u003eThe Believer\u003c\/i\u003e magazine:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Wait, so Judd “Heavyweights” Apatow is too busy to finish his introduction and so you figured, “Oh, let’s get Patton ‘Basic Cable Day Player’ Oswalt to pick up the slack”? I will bet money you used that exact phrase because I really like losing money. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I mean, how busy can I possibly be, right?\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Quite” to “nearly ‘very,’ ” as it turns out! So I hope your readers appreciate the projects I’ve back-burnered so that there can be a full introduction to this book. And as you read this book, think for a moment about the: \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Unalphabetized Travis McGee books on my shelf\u003cbr\u003e Overflowing trash can in my kitchen\u003cbr\u003e Unwatched (and thus undeleted) episodes of \u003ci\u003eJustified\u003c\/i\u003e on my DVR\u003cbr\u003e Not uneaten Rye Krisps, consumed due to the stress of having to write this\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Now I will end this introduction early to make it further appear I am busy, just like Judd.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e See? I’m making it in Hollywood!\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Patton\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eZach Galifianakis\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Zach:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eI think I understand what dogs are saying. I don’t have a dog, but there are a lot in my neighborhood. Is this possible or am I crazy?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eJed Resick\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eBrooklyn, NY\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear Jed:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e You could really help a lot of people if this is the case. Is it not worth exploring? Meaning, shouldn’t you volunteer yourself to a university study on the subject? You must take this seriously. I feel like my family dog, a golden retriever named Zorba, would have loved to have a human translator. Looking back, I imagine it would’ve gone like this:\u003cbr\u003e ZORBA (\u003ci\u003ein a translated bark\u003c\/i\u003e): I ain’t interested in fetching no more tennis balls.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ME: Throw some more and see if he gets it.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ZORBA: I got to figure out how to get into the house. I feel a cold front moving in from the west.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ME: Zorba’s coat is so thick, he is fine out in the snow.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ZORBA: Jesus Christ, this family is thick. How long do I have to bark before they let me in the basement that is only two degrees warmer?\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ME: I am going to take you to the apple festival, Zorba, so everyone will want to pet you and you can wag your tail to show how happy you are.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e ZORBA: That tail wagging is a nervous tic. I got some sort of dog diabetes going on and you mistake it for happiness. Does it not make you wonder why my testicles are the size of bocce balls?\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Zach\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e …\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Zach:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eI really should see a dermatologist, but I just don’t have the time (or health insurance). What’s the difference between a good mole and a bad mole?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eE. Jackson\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eMelbourne, FL\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear E.:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Location, really. It all depends on where it is. One on the eyelid is not good. One in the mouth is not good. The anus is not a bad place to have one but showing it off causes a problem. A good place is on the face. A small one on the cheek is classy and expresses a worldliness that you do not get from a wart. If you do have one on the face, make sure that it is hairless, seeing as haired moles went out of fashion after the Renaissance but are still fashionable at Renaissance festivals. I once had a mole on the right side of my chin as a youth and my mother decided to freeze it off, fearing that it would grow into something that looked like a burnt silver-dollar pancake. I regret that thing is gone. It defined me. I was eight years old but because of that mole I could get away with smoking a pipe and no one would even care. So, location.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Zach\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eAmy Sedaris\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Amy:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eLast summer, my wife and I inherited three hermit crabs from her eight-year-old nephew when he went to camp. It’s been six months and we’re still stuck crabsitting. I’m worried that if I flush them down the toilet, they’ll morph into supersized megacrabs, crawl back through the pipes, and seek revenge. What’s the best way to “take care” of a hermit crab?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eEric J. Fetterman\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eNew York, NY\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eP.S. Do you have any interest in three hermit crabs? They don’t take up much space.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear Eric:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Taking care” of a hermit crab is a delicate operation. Hermit crabs are an unruly sort, possessing a large pincer and—believe you me—they’re just waiting for a chance to clamp that claw into a major artery in your neck. Never turn your back on a hermit crab. Now, the first thing you have to do is coax the crab out of its shell. I suggest either using a piece of meat or appealing to the crab’s ceaseless and fanatical lust for the opposite sex. This second option would require you to either provide a decoy or act as a decoy. Once the crab is out of its shell, pounce. Bring the wrath of God down upon the crab’s tiny and spongy exoskeleton in the form of a large brick. Make sure you are accurate with your first blow, because the last thing you want on your hands is an agitated hermit crab. \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Amy \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e P.S. Thank you for your generous offer, but after spending last July at a three-day jazz festival, where I shacked up in a makeshift lean-to with a percussionist I just met named Zobo, I already have more crabs than I could possibly care for.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e …\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Amy:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eWhy isn’t anyone worried about me? \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eAn Inquiring Mom\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eReadfield, Maine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eP.S. I asked this question of my daughter just minutes ago, and she suggested your column as a place to air my concerns about myself.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear Mom:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e This is a tough one. I wish I could say that nobody is worried about you because you are so well grounded and capable, but we both know deep in our hearts that that is a lie. It’s pretty clear that you are a train on the verge of derailment. You are a speeding vehicle and the wheels have come off. So, why doesn’t anybody care? Could it be that your existence barely registers as a blip on the human-awareness scale? As Occam’s razor states, the simplest explanation is the best. I suppose a better question to consider than “Why isn’t anyone worried about me?” might be “How can I exact a horrible revenge on my thoughtless offspring?” There’s a question I can sink my fangs into.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Amy\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eNick Hornby\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Nick:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eWhat, in your opinion, is the best song for lovemaking?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eClaire and Judd\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear Claire and Judd:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e There isn’t one best song, of course. There are two. For common or garden-, post-TV sex, “Blitzkrieg Bop” by The Ramones is the one. It lasts a little over two minutes, and “Hey! Ho! Let’s go” is a very useful opening chant, especially if you two have just started dating. The rhythm is good, too! If it’s a scented-candle anniversary extravaganza, then you need Yes’s prog-rock classic “Yours Is No Disgrace.” My sexual partners have always appreciated the confidence-boosting title, which is helpfully repeated over and over in the chorus, and at over nine minutes, the song allows you to get through pretty much every sexual position ever invented, and still leaves you time for a smoke.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Nick\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e …\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDear Nick:\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eCan you please explain how the Amazon ranking system works?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eDavid Carle\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eEstacada, OR\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Dear David:\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Say you have published a book. Well, if you look it up on Amazon, the ranking system will tell you how good it is, compared with all the other books that have ever been published. Glenn Beck’s \u003ci\u003eThe \u003cb\u003e7\u003c\/b\u003e: Seven Wonders That Will Change Your Life\u003c\/i\u003e, for example, is, at the time of writing, the fifth greatest book ever written; Philip Roth’s \u003ci\u003eAmerican Pastoral\u003c\/i\u003e, by contrast, ranks at 15,441. (Mr. Roth should think about that, and learn from his mistakes, but that’s not our concern here.) I say “at the time of writing” because people are writing great books every second of every day, so there is a chance that Glenn Beck will have slipped a bit by the time you read this. And a chance that Philip Roth will have climbed in the rankings. I doubt it, though. I don’t know you, David Carle, and I’m not going to do any research. 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