This is my second foray into Douglas Coupland, and I can't say if I liked it better than Hey, Nostradamus!. I think I did. It resolved itself better than the previous book. This one definitely had more elements of the surreal, though. I kept waiting for the apocalypse, which had been hinted at in the prologue. I've decided (from the two books I've read) that Douglas Coupland really likes the coming-of-age-of-guys type story. And usually they end up pretty messed up as adults. Also, the picture Coupland paints of our current 21st century lives is pretty grim...but true. He points out our lack of relaxing time and how everything is just a work more, earn more cycle, or something. I also liked the not-so-subtly-hidden references to The X-Files, it was pretty funny.