I did work again today, and it was much better, but I’m still nowhere near 100%.  I’m going to cheat again tonight and rely on someone else’s wit to get me through.  I’ll use David Sedaris again, as I’m going to see him read next month, and I’m trying to lather up a manic excitement.

I tried finding some good audio or video clips of his, but I was disappointed at those that I found.  They cut good parts out of stories, had odd visuals, or had someone else reading the story…  While I love the written works of Sedaris, I’ve found the ultimate David Sedaris experience is listening to him read his work (I know not all my friends would agree with me on this).  He has that odd voice and a slight speech impediment.  I guess I enjoy speech problems, as it seems that the writers and jornalists that I love listening to all have various vocal flaws.  Sedaris… Sarah Vowell… Starlee Kine…

So here’s a short quip from Sedaris’s essay “Diary of a Smoker” in his book “Barrell Fever”.  It’s not his funniest piece of work, but it’s been on my mind lately:

[at a doctor appointment]
He started in by asking a few preliminary questions and then said, “Do you smoke?”
“Only cigarettes and pot,” I answered.
He gave me a look. “Only cigarettes and pot? Only?”
“Not crack,” I said. “Never touch the stuff. Cigars either. Terrible habit, nasty.”