Chris DarewindCHRIS DAREWIND has been sitting on his rear end - and trying to find deeper meaning in the signals it sends - in a corporate office in Oslo for most of his adult life, which spans more than three decades. One day, he decided to use artificial intellience to blend his infinite supply of one-liners with equally many embarrassing episodes featuring flatulence in a key role. The result is his first and probably only book. The only natural eruption he fears is the volcanic kind, having fled from one while stationed in Africa as an aid worker. Read More Read Less