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Could life get any worse for a regular guy?
Thirteen-year-old Guy Strang's life seems to have turned totally upside down! Not only are his parents getting divorced, but he's also been asked out to the movies by fascinating, hair-flipping Autumn Hockney. There's just one problem: his best friend, Buzz, will desert him forever if he goes soft. Can Guy find a way to go out with Autumn without losing Buzz? Will his brilliant plan to reunite his parents succeed? And will he figure out what may be the most important thing of all -- what the heck girls mean when they talk about "guy time"?
Books for the Teen Age 2001 (NYPL)
A humorous account of thirteen-year-old Guy's dealing with the separation, and possible divorce, of his eccentric parents and with his own new-found interest in girls.
Chapter One
"It's embarrassing; that's what it is," I said to Buzz as we walked home after soccer practice. "And she just keeps doing it."
"Who is she going out with this time, Guy?" he asked.
"His name is Brad, and when I asked her what he does for a living she told me he's 'in fur.'"
"What does that mean'in fur'? Does he wear it?" asked Buzz.
"I think it means he sells it," I said.
"You mean like a Good Humor man would be in ice cream?" Buzz asked as he kicked the soccer ball ahead of him on the sidewalk.
"I guess," I said.
"Where's Brad taking her?" Buzz asked.
"I don't want to know," I said. I tapped the ball away from Buzz with my foot and kicked it hard up onto Mr. Biedermeyer's lawn. "Probably a mink farm."
The ball shot across the grass and rolled out of sight under a big rhododendron bush. "Hang on a sec," I said, and went to retrieve it.
My life has never been exactly what you'd call normal, but ever since my parents split up six months ago, and my mother started going out on dates with guys like Brad, it's been especially freaky.
I'm a regular thirteen-year-old kid by most people's standards, but my parents, Lorraine and William "Wuckums" Strang, are both on the oddside. Well, at least my mother is. My father used to be odd but now he's normal, which, I guess, when you think about it, is kind of odd in itself. The same man who only a year ago was walking around Cedar Springs in high-water pants, white socks, and penny loafers now wears designer suits and gets a manicure once a week. Sometimes I barely recognize him.
It's all on account of his work. My father is "into" computers. I used to think that meant he was always up to his elbows in gears and sprockets and microchips, pulling wires out of the backs of monitors like some sort of mad scientist. Now I know that what he does is invent software programs that do stuff for people who are sick and tired of having to do stuff for themselves.
He didn't use to have to dress up and have clean fingernails to do his work, but then he invented TLC and everything changed. He traveled all over the country for conferences. Then he started going off to places like Japan and Germany for weeks at a time. He was making a lot more money than he ever had before. We got a new car and a refrigerator that shoots ice and two different kinds of cold drinks out of holes in the front of the door. Well, at least it used to shoot drinks, before my mother filled it with kefir, this gross runny yogurt stuff. That pretty much gummed it up for good, but it still shoots ice.
Having more money in the family was the good part about my dad's new job. The bad part was that after TLC became a household word, something rotten happened in my household: My mom and dad stopped getting along.
It's not like it was so unusual for my parents to fight. They'd always done it, but this was different. Usually they did junk like yell stuff at each other and slam doors, and every now and then one of them would stomp off somewhere in a huff.
Like one time my mother got really mad at my dad about something and flew off to a yoga retreat in California without telling us where she was going. She stayed there for about a week while my dad and I hung out and ate her entire stockpile of frozen low-fat dinners. When she finally came home, all she wanted to do was play this touchy-feely music and walk around the house in a turban chanting, "I am serene, I am serene. . . ." It was a little creepy, but I was glad she was home, and after a couple of days she and my father made up, and life went back to normal. Well, as normal as it ever was around my house.
But after my dad changed, my parents started having fights that lasted for days. Sometimes at dinner they wouldn't look at each other. Once in the middle of an argument I heard my father say: "Lorraine, it's high time you grew up."
She responded by throwing a big fat grapefruit at his head. He ducked, and it broke a pane in the kitchen window. A lot of times one or the other of them would be asleep on the couch when I got up in the morning.
Then one day, about six months ago, my dad packed a suitcase. At first I thought he was just taking another business trip, but then he asked me to come sit on the porch with him, and he put his arm around me and told me that he was moving out. I couldn't believe it.
"Maybe you and Mom just need a little break from each other," I said. "Buzz and I do that sometimes. Just take a little break from each other until things blow over."
He shook his head and didn't say anything.
My dad moved to San Diego, temporarily, to help train people at some huge company that was installing TLC in every computer in the joint. He sent me a photo of the condo they put him up in. It had a red tile roof and a big pool in the back and tall palm trees all around it. He called me all the time, pretty much every day. He said I could come visit anytime I wanted to, but I figured he'd be home soon enough so why bother to fly all the way out there and miss school and get jet lag? I was sure he'd come back before long, but after five months he was still out in California. It was around that time that my mother dropped the big bomb.
Guy Time. Copyright © by Sarah Weeks. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.Anonymous
Posted September 20, 2007
this book could of been better but its okay..i enjoyed readind it
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Posted May 5, 2003
THIS BOOK WAS GREAT! All my friends in my class took turns reading this book and we all loved it. Now we all bought the sequel, My Guy, and read it together, and we are all amazed on the crazy thngs they do! You should really read it i garente you will like it if you love funny books!
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Posted February 11, 2002
This book was a great book because it had humor and it was exciting.It is about a boy named Guy who has to deal with his parents divorce.He trys to get his parents back together by writing a note to his dad that he signs with a kiss from his mom.
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Posted October 12, 2000
The book Guy Time was a good book. I can relate to it in a way. I think that the main character Guy is in a way like me. His parents are divorced and live in different states. I also think that my mom and Guy's mom are the same because they both act young and dated for a while. Now my mom's married. I recommend this book for the ages of 12-13. It was a good book.
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Overview
Could life get any worse for a regular guy?
Thirteen-year-old Guy Strang's life seems to have turned totally upside down! Not only are his parents getting divorced, but he's also been asked out to the movies by fascinating, hair-flipping Autumn Hockney. There's just one problem: his best friend, Buzz, will desert him forever if he goes soft. Can Guy find a way to go out with Autumn without losing Buzz? Will his brilliant plan to reunite his parents succeed? And will he figure ...