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He may have started out as a surly Christmas elf (and if you haven’t heard him read "The SantaLand Diaries," you're missing the surest vaccination against holiday treacle ever invented), but David Sedaris is now the literary equivalent of a rock star. Regularly selling out 3,000-seat halls at a time when the average bookstore reading draws three or four fans and the author's mother, Sedaris onstage is like the love child of Mark Twain and Emily Dickinson: Droll, sardonic, a touch paranoid but altogether hilarious. "Let's talk about accidents," he proposes in his new book, When You Are Engulfed In Flames. "Maybe one day you’ll look down and see a worm, waving its sad, penile head from a hatch it has bored in your leg." What's not to love?
Fri., Oct. 17, 7:30 p.m., 2008
Fri., Oct. 17, 7:30 p.m., 2008
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