By: Rob Dirks
Narrated by: Rob Dirks
SCI-FI ODYSSEY. COMEDY. LOVE STORY. AND OF COURSE… NIKOLA TESLA. I’ll let Chip, the main character tell you more: “I found the journal at work. Well, I don’t know if you’d call it work, but that’s where I found it. It’s the lost journal of Nikola Tesla, one of the greatest inventors and visionaries ever. Before he died in 1943, he kept a notebook filled with spectacular claims and outrageous plans. One of these plans was for an “Interdimensional Transfer Apparatus” – that allowed someone (in this case me and my friend Pete) to travel to other versions of the infinite possibilities around us. Crazy, right? But that’s just where the crazy starts.” CHIP’S OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction: the events depicted in the collection of emails did not happen. I have never been in contact with a covert government group attempting to suppress knowledge of the lost journal of Nikola Tesla. I have not been threatened with death if I divulge the secrets contained inside. They did not buy me this handsome jacket (oh crap, you’re reading this – trust me, it looks great on me). They did not come to my place, and liquor me up, and offer to publish this book as a sci-fi comedy novel to throw the public off the trail of the real truth. Or did they? I’m kidding. Of course they didn’t. Or did they? God, I can’t keep my big mouth shut.
**Received free audible copy for honest review **
My question is, “Where did my time go?”
I’m lucky I listened to this on a night when I didn’t have to get up early the next morning. My winding down ritual has become sitting on the front porch listening to a book and playing solitaire. I started Where the Hell is Tesla? about ten o’clock, giggling through the first chapters. The next time I looked at the time, it was midnight! And I didn’t want to stop!
Formatted in a series of emails to his girlfriend, Chip tells the story of how he pressured his friend Pete to investigate the content of Tesla’s journal. You’d think it would be annoying to read emails. But, it really isn’t. Chip is an incessant writer and would make a very good anthropologist, if he let go of the word “dude.” And the non-stop cussing. (If you’re sensitive to that, do not, I repeat, do not delve into this world.)
Something between Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure and Dude, Where’s My Car? This is a highly entertaining jaunt through dimensions.