My humor tends toward the sarcastic end of the spectrum; in fact I used to tell people that if they are unsure whether I’m being serious or sarcastic, they should default to sarcastic. I also find myself drawn towards books or tv shows where the humor is sarcastic. Laurie Notaro might give me a run for my money on the sarcasm front, but I’ll gladly give up the honor to her, because this girl can write. Example:
…it was like a National Geographic photo had sprung to life. I stood and gawked like the tourist I was, noticing at the same time that most of those knockers hadn’t seen a bra since middle school. A little support goes a long way, I noted to myself, because once your chi-chis fall, man, they’re down for the count. There’s no rebounding when your opponent is gravity.
I don’t think I need to explain why this is hysterical, but….she uses both knockers and chi-chis in the same paragraph. That alone would give her the funny edge. As if that weren’t enough, she also writes stories about ripping jeans while stretching them out post-watch by doing deep knee bends (you know you’ve done them too), a deep fear of spending years dieting only to get skinny for one day and then DIE, and her dream of inventing a chemical pill that you can take to rid of crappy songs that get stuck in your head.
This short book of even shorter and true stories is a nice fast brainless read. If these stories are as true as she promises they are, they do make you feel better about that time that you (you…not me) fell on your face walking in to work when everyone was watching because this woman has had some funny shit happen to her.