But he's funny
Recently, Megmonster made the comment that my blog reminded her of an author she likes named David Sadaris. I was giddy with excitement that I had possibly won my daughter's admiration and approval.
That's when she said, "But he's funny."
WHAT! I'm not funny? How could she think that I'm not funny? I can make Twinkie laugh, I've made Kiddo laugh. I have witnesses. I am funny dammit, I am!!!
But the more I thought about it (and after reading Sadaris' book Naked) I had to admit that I am not as funny as David Sadaris. But I could be. I mean my family can be just as dysfunctional and as funny as the Sadaris family. In fact, if you add in the sperm donor side of my family, I win hands down.
But how am I supposed let loose and be side-ripping, raunchy, self-deprecating, down-dirty funny when my dear, sweet mother reads this blog? I need another secret identity.
2 comments:
I would *die* if my Mother read my blog! I'd have to be very selective in what I let her read. And, dammit, you are funny! I really don't think Sedaris is that funny...I'm reading Me Talk Pretty One Day. It's funny, I guess, but I was expecting more...
Sedaris is amazing. Yet, I do think your recent blogs are quite humerous. I let Dameon read all of them, and he thinks you funny too.
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