So, guy reads the encyclopedia. Great idea for a book, right?

This guy is an idiot. And while he admits it frankly and spends most of the book trying to tell entertaining stories about his family and wife, he's not Mil Millington. He's boring. And this is the worst kind of journalistic exercise -- to do something completely pointless for a book, writing that into the book, and then writing how everyone is trying to talk you out of the book. You're never going to get any insight, there's not going to be an interesting discussion of intelligence or semantics or ontologies -- you're going to get an anecdote of how he got into Mensa by using his utterly privileged white-boy standard SAT scores, and then failed the actual test so badly they refunded his money and said it was better not to tell him how badly he did.

Made it up to page 117.