No idea what this book is about. It's a title, or at least an author, that keeps popping up in BookCrossing conversation though, so when I saw it at a good price I grabbed it.

I really can't claim to like autobiographies. This one starts with Sedaris' childhood, moves on to a bunch of anecdotes entirely unrelated to each other, switches back to autobiographical with his move from the U.S.A. to Paris, and then aimlessly drifts through some more anecdotes before finally ending on no particular note. Reads like weekly magazine columns - which it may possibly be.
Has its moments, but they're just moments.
Fine for a mildly amusing read which requires no concentration.

On its way to Deense as a trade. Enjoy!

Arrived today! YAY! Looking forward to this one immensely, as is my husband.