More fun than Mayonnaise... or at least equally fun... OK, it's less fun, but you're still reading...
Even though I have caught the bus home at different times this week, the same Naked chick has sat across from me or next to me (reading Naked by David Sedaris). I want to tell her it's not as good as Me Talk Pretty One Day, but she doesn't look like a devout Sedaris fan. She's too ordinary. Too married. I imagine her telling other couples that she had hamburgers and EzMac for dinner.... not a comment in passing: that was the bulk of "what she did today".... aside from choosing her clothing from a neatly hung wardrobe of 10 identical denim skirts and 10 plain, white t-shirts.
But that is probably what drives her to Sedaris... a trip from the mundane into the world of a man who worked as an elf and has a brother named "The Rooster."
I like him because I cut my finger today on a "ream" of 50 staples as I tried to fashion them into a bracelet using a twisty tie and rubber band. I thought it would look good with my binder-clip barrettes....
My mother could describe to you EXACTLY what is going on in the lives of the people you ride the bus with, if only SHE rode the bus with you.
Posted by: heather at April 14, 2006 02:48 AM