I GUESS I JUST WASN’T THINKING is a true, adventure-packed, woefully romantic, compelling tale; a roller coaster of euphoria and despair you will not soon forget. It recounts Roger Yahnke’s handling of a very personal shortcoming. His head-shaking array of adult activities result in him appearing in TV documentaries, weekly news magazines, being portrayed by Robert Downey Jr. in a 1990 movie, and having residences everywhere from a bougainvillea-draped cottage on the French Riviera to a bamboo cage in Laos.
It is an intimate, oft sexual (and personally embarrassing) first-person memoir. It will be hard not to be rooting for a very average young adult male as he stumbles his way through increasingly critical (but deserved) predicaments; from Bangkok to Madrid, in the jungle and in the desert, in the cockpit and in the bedroom.
Wives and girlfriends will be surprised understanding an incitement behind their husband’s or boyfriend’s apparent womanizing.
You will quickly and unavoidably find yourself a reluctant arbiter—unable not to levy judgment on Roger’s continuing pattern of questionable behavior; perhaps morally bound to condemn him, in spite of his heartfelt efforts to bond with you and justify his actions.
At the end of Part Four, the long-awaited, startling consummation occurs – a stunning disclosure that will indelibly memorialize your journey with Roger, and leave you in solemn personal reflection.