Prepare yourselves – this blog has nothing to do with anything.

I just finished Stories I Only Tell My Friends by Rob Lowe. Yes, the actor Rob Lowe wrote a book. And yes, it’s terrific.

The book is so well-written that I kept checking the back of the book that says “…every word of which he wrote himself” and hardly believed it. But he wouldn’t lie. He’s too good of a human being for that.

This fast-moving autobiography is sprinkled with stories from his childhood, how he got his start in Hollywood, celebrity interactions, the pitfalls and perks of fame, and love and loss in the 70’s and 80’s. He name-drops in the classiest way (the JFK Jr. portion is a personal fave), has insights into fame that leave you realizing your mind is smaller than you thought (“And so the first wisps of an idea appear on the horizons of my consciousness. And the idea is this: If you really knew me, you wouldn’t like me nearly as much”), and gives you a very realistic look into being a teen idol and member of the Brat Pack.

You’ll get to know Tom Cruise, Michael J. Fox, Charlie Sheen, Francis Ford Coppola, and James Cameron in an up close and personal way (I literally think I know these people now), not to mention Mike Myers, Lorne Michaels, Demi Moore, Emilio Estevez, and Patrick Swayze (I could keep going but I want there to be some surprises for you.) He takes you behind the scenes of blockbusters like St. Elmo’s Fire, Wayne’s World, and Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me, and discusses The West Wing, Brothers and Sisters, and Parks and Recreation in a way that makes me want to watch them all on Hulu constantly for the rest of my life.

To sum it up: Rob Lowe is very attractive, a fantastic writer, and has interesting and relevant stories that are super fun to read. The name of his book rings true – I feel like I am now his friend, and am honored that he let me in on his stories.