I liiiiike David Sedaris. Unfortunately, he’s not profound enough to make me looooove him…yet. And that’s exactly the matter: he doesn’t mean to be profound, only FUNNY. Plus the fact that he’s deliciously gay. I envy the fact that he’s got a steady boyfriend who happens to have a house in Normandy. Reading Sedaris is all about growing up in North Carolina, living in New York, sniffing coke,learning French in France and so on. Now, that may seem ordinary but it’s his gift of words, describing things and keen social observation which gets me. He can make an icky thing like flushing a big turd monumental and funny. I’ve just finished Me Talk Pretty One Day and it definitely gets my vote as the book I’d like to be stranded on a desert island with.