"Family love," wrote Friedrich Nietzche, "is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern ... like bad wallpaper." A collection of mirthful essays about those who have never left, those who have left and come back (with extra baggage), and those who see Home as a revolving door through which to pass for free meals, laundry service and recharging batteries on a perpetual quest to find the meaning of life.