“Oh, David Sedaris! You slay me!
That part was for him. This part is for the rest of you. Everyone has read this book by now. If you haven't, I feel sad for you because your life is a bit less great than mine. I also feel happy for you because you have the distinct pleasure of discovering this book in your local shop, buying it, opening it, reading it, and having a great couple of days.
Seriously though, have you seen this guy? He is tiny. He could fit in my pocket. Not the hip pocket of my jeans by any means. I'm thinking more of the pocket of my tweed jacket. it's roomy when I don't have stuff crammed in it. Believe you me, if David Sedaris were in my pocket, it would not be stuffed with sugar packets and cigarette papers. There would be a nice, soft, clean handkerchief for him to cuddle up to. He would, hopefully, pop his head out now and then and spout witticisms about the world as it passed us by and drink from a thimble cause it would be cute.”
Daniel M wrote this review Sunday, October 24, 2010.