Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas

Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas

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by Tom Robbins, Barry Boswick
     
 

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When the stock market crashes on the Thursday before Easter, you — an ambitious, although ineffectual and not entirely ethical young broker — are
convinced you're facing the Weekend from Hell. Before the market reopens on Monday, you're going to have to scramble and scheme to cover your butt, but
there's no way you can anticipate the baffling

Overview

When the stock market crashes on the Thursday before Easter, you — an ambitious, although ineffectual and not entirely ethical young broker — are
convinced you're facing the Weekend from Hell. Before the market reopens on Monday, you're going to have to scramble and scheme to cover your butt, but
there's no way you can anticipate the baffling disappearance of a 300-pound psychic, the fall from grace of a born-again monkey, or the intrusion in your
life of a tattooed stranger intent on blowing your mind and most of your fuses. Over these fateful three days, you will be forced to confront everything from
mysterious African rituals to legendary amphibians, from tarot-card bombshells to street violence, from your own sexuality to outer space. This is, after
all, a Tom Robbins novel — and the author has never been in finer form.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Robbins's latest tells of a Seattle commodities broker whose life is abruptly changed by a wild weekend with a handful of eccentrics. (Dec.)
Library Journal
Robbins offers a wild and wacky trip featuring, among other things, a stock market crash and various philosophies about meaning and the origins of cultures. Gwen, an endangered stockbroker, is involved with strait-laced Belford and his born-again monkey. When she is attracted to Larry-who has cancer and is currently between trips to Timbuktu-she must choose among the American dream, the Timbuktu alternate, and something else. The book is a whirlwind of mad incidents, semiprofound observations, and an endless supply of great lines. The author of Skinny Legs and All (LJ 3/1/90) has come up with a very funny book that might incite a bit of thinking as well as laughter. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 6/15/94.]-Robert H. Donahugh, formerly with Youngstown & Mahoning Cty. P.L., Ohio
Brad Hooper
This is an extraordinarily funny novel. At first it seems gimmicky. Robbins assumes the voice--the entire persona, in fact--of a 29-year-old Filipino woman by the name of Gwen Mati, a Seattle stockbroker, who must re-assess her material and psychological resources over the course of one weekend following a Black Thursday on the stock market. But soon we fall, hook, line, and sinker into her plight; the yarn has a genuineness, a warmth, a humor, and an incredibly compelling plot, which hold our attention to the end. So, anyway, the stock market has taken a nosedive, and even though brokers themselves aren't nose-diving out of windows, there is concern in the Seattle financial community about how to repair portfolios and reputations. In the midst of this grave concern, Gwen has a Thursday-evening-to-Monday-morning lesson in the weird side of sex and the puzzlement of love. Gwen's unwitting adventures during a weekend when she needs to be concentrating on emotional repair lead her from pillar to post and one strange character to another. Robbins' style is a knockout--"How typical of your luck that when you finally arrived in a position to poach your golden eggs, the goose had a hysterectomy"--and the pace is unrelenting; but most important of all, you come to love Gwen.
From the Publisher
"Tom Robbins continues to pour water on a dozing America...the author is one of the most inventive stylists writing today."— People

"One of the wildest and most entertaining novelists in the world."— Financial Times, London

"If (Jitterbug Perfume and Skinny Legs and All's) fuel-injected prose and far-out-in-left-field philosophy freaked you, then toddle back to Robert Fulghum, because Frog Pajamas is a scream in the same vein."—USA Today

"Rant on, Robbins; our carking, swinking, workaday world needs you."—Washington Post Book World

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780787103828
Publisher:
NewStar Media, Incorporated
Publication date:
12/28/1994
Edition description:
Unabridged, 9 Cassettes
Product dimensions:
4.10(w) x 7.84(h) x 1.86(d)

Read an Excerpt

You kick off your shoes and flop onto the bed--landing, of course, among millions of mites. Had you any inkling that your bedding was alive with arthropodic crablets, chomping away on flakes of your dead skin, you would be so disgusted you would probably choose to lie on the floor. Yet every one of us, including the rich, the pious, and the royal of blood, sleeps each night in colonies of such mites. The ultimate witnesses, the most intimate voyeurs, these mites. What books they might author, what tales they could tell! Imagine the memoirs of a multitude of minuscule malcolm lowrys, expatriates in a martex mexico, soused on dandruff tequila, living and writing under the volcano of love. Jolted by mattress-quakes, buried by thigh-slides, swept away by flash floods of seminal lava, they cling to the linen with their petite pincers, recording with literary objectivity our orgasms, our fevers, our pillow talk, our dreams. Who knows more of our secrets? Who? Nightly, and often by day, they sail with us in the lunar barge, their flake steaks marinated in our tearwater, their breakfast boiled in our sweat, the winds of our farting at play in their hair. They are familiar with wife and mistress, husband and lover, hot-water bottle and fetish, favorite sitcom and favorite drug; have memorized confession, recrimination, prayer, delirium, and that sweet name we cry out in our sleep. Our babies are conceived--and born--in their midst; our parents--and someday we ourselves--die in what passes for their arms. Yes, all this but the mites do not betray us. If they gossip, it is only among themselves. Perhaps they see an order in our messy bed-lives--our tossings and turnings, moans andnightmares, snacks and snores and trading of partners--that we have not discovered yet. Perhaps they regard us as glorious, even; as agents of the raw miraculous, capable at any moment--not in spite of our folly but because of it--of a transcendence that exceeds transformance. As a rule, we do not sing in our beds. We have no need. The mites sing for us. Sing of us. They are our Greek chorus, our geek chorus, choirs of microscopic angels ever ready to dance on the head of a pin. Their appetites are ghoulish, their hunger divine. They are what they eat.


Excerpt from a bedmite tome:

Shortly before eleven on the night before Easter, our hostess, Gwendolyn Mati (fully clothed, unfortunately), lay herself down in our city to gather her wits, to collect her thoughts, to sort things out--things ranging from rectal cancer to sugary aromas, from missing friends to the possible demise of that powerful and enduring conviction that every generation of Americans could and would move beyond the social and economic station of its predecessor. However, being chaotic, overwhelmed, worried, frazzled, exhausted, severely disappointed yet strangely free, her various thoughts coagulated, her mind went to testpattern, and she slipped rather quickly into slumber. Within minutes, she commenced to dream. A voice spoke to her in her dream, spoke so loudly and distinctly (although it dragged its syllables contemptuously through its proboscis, in the manner of that bulbous old comedian on the late, late show) that we heard it above our traffic and crunching, as clearly as if it were there in the sheets. Startled, Ms. Mati reared up in bed. And in a low, wondering whisper, she repeated the statement we all had overheard.

"The Fool's journey ends on Sirius C."

What People are saying about this

From the Publisher
"Tom Robbins continues to pour water on a dozing America...the author is one of the most inventive stylists writing today."— People

"One of the wildest and most entertaining novelists in the world."— Financial Times, London

"If (Jitterbug Perfume and Skinny Legs and All's) fuel-injected prose and far-out-in-left-field philosophy freaked you, then toddle back to Robert Fulghum, because Frog Pajamas is a scream in the same vein."—USA Today

"Rant on, Robbins; our carking, swinking, workaday world needs you."—Washington Post Book World

Meet the Author

Tom Robbins has been called “a vital natural resource” by The Oregonian, “one of the wildest and most entertaining novelists in the world” by the Financial Times of London, and “the most dangerous writer in the world today” by Fernanda Pivano of Italy’s Corriere della Sera. A Southerner by birth, Robbins has lived in and around Seattle since 1962.

Brief Biography

Hometown:
LaConner, Washington
Date of Birth:
July 22, 1936
Place of Birth:
Blowing Rock, North Carolina

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Guest More than 1 year ago
Over the holidays, I met a young man on the cusp of graduating from an Ivy Leauge University. He came on with the grease of a used car salesman, telling me that he had just gotten a job with one of those financial companies where people make thier first million within two years. The strange thing about him was that he was also a philosophy major with a wounderful backgroud and intersting ideas about the human soul... then he talked about money again. I sugested this book to him. It should be required reading for people in his life condition. A book about the soul of a philosoher/poet/artist existing within the brain of a financial genius... and a wanna be financial genius. A great book for anyone devoted to the wrong line of work. A great book for anyone with a soul. A great book for African frogs. A great book. Bon Voyage.
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A rollercoaster that twists and turns you around. My first Robbins book. If you like your inspiration delivered with a heaping pile of unrealistic realism, you'll enjoy this book.
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This book hooked me on this Author. Excellent Read!
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