Giggling away a few hours over David Sedaris' newest book: When You Are Engulfed in Flames.
Damn, is this man funny.
I've seen him read here at the Meyerson. I've sat in my car long after arriving at my destination, to listen to him on NPR describing his adventures with Americans on the metro or his season as an elf at Macy's. I have a few of his books on CD, just so I can hear his voice - which is as much a part of his style as his literary voice.
I don't have much in common with David Sedaris. He's gay, talented, and living in Paris. I'm not.
But, recounting his childhood, his perception of the seventies, his parents, his first few swings at adulthood - I identify.
Here's a good one, that shows up in his new book.