David Sedaris ... Naked

I wasn't really into the idea of David Sedaris when I first heard about him. I think it was around the publication of Me Talk Pretty One Day, and apparently the faux bad grammar got to me. I enjoyed his articles in the New Yorker but even so wasn't interested in reading the books. Then I "joined" the Stanford Sunday Salon, and the book for this month was Naked. I definitely can't complain. He is witty, bizarre, self-depricating; his family is crazy but in a sassy way. He's had a lot of wacky adventures, which I found a little unbelievable, but then I'm young and sheltered. All in all a fun read.