I was more impressed than I expected by The Game, an offering by Neil Strauss chronicling his rise (and fall?) as a pickup artist. There was a certain amount of what you would expect with such a book, but there’s a lot more story and intrigue than I expected. Granted, Strauss goes on and on about the impending fall, building up this great big event, and then sort of whimpers out with a little bit of “yeah, and then it was over.” Could use some work there, but otherwise I enjoyed it, and finished it just in the weekend trip. 7/10.