I don’t watch tv. I haven’t since 2003.I can hear the gasps. Sorry to disappoint you.I tell you this not to traumatize you, but to explain why I have absolutely no idea who Tina Fey is. I’ve never heard of her or (what is it called?) 30 Rock. So why in the world am I reading a book about a person of whom I know nothing?Good question.It’s for one reason: I was told this was a fabulous memoir. And it is. Terribly hilarious. Just what you might expect from someone who wrote Saturday Night Live sketches for a million years (even I know what SNL is!)(Warning! Warning! Warning! Lots of content that your mother will frown upon.)So there you have it…A rec for this book about a (apparently) popular tv actress from someone who doesn’t even know anything about tv.