self staggering + reading

There are very very few writers/books I find funny. the problem being my obvious penchant for the hilarity of people being momentarily physically injured. Sedaris sometimes. But this book, "She Got Up Off the Couch" by Haven Kimmel cracks me up almost on every page. She's from Indiana but I swear she grew up in Fort Erie in my family. And she's not trying to be funny. Sedaris is contrived sometimes but honestly, these are the funniest unintentional things I've read in a LONG time...and she's a Quaker. Why are these writers that grew up in weird kinda religious homes so funny and such great story tellers? Maybe cause I grew up in a weird kinda religious home...so Catholics are weird and Quakers are funny.

We kept a fifty-pound bag of dog food on the back porch, and one evening my dad reached in with the dog's pan and a rat ran up his arm. Dad threw the pan so hard it broke the light fixture above the door, and in trying to shake the rat off, spun himself around in a circle and smacked his head against the door frame.

I don't know why, but this made me do the weird giggle snort that gets stuck up my nose noise...it was the hitting the door frame...

A Short List of Records my Father Threatened to Break Over My Head If I Played Them One More Time:

3. Someone Saved my Life Tonight by Elton John: I understood only one line of this song: "And butterflies are free to fly, fly away." The rest was completely lost on me. I assumed the British did not speak English, which was a puzzle as they were sometimes referred to as the English. Not understanding the lyrics required me to listen to the song hundreds, perhaps thousands of times, filling in with nonsense words, which my sister said made me look oxygen deprived and sad.