An Evening with David Sedaris

On Friday evening, I had the pleasure of going to the St. Mary’s College Twain Lecture Series, An Evening with David Sedaris. I went with a few friends, including Sharol, DJ, Maria, and Sean.

Sedaris Selfie with Sharol!

About twelve years ago, a high school teacher of mine (thank you, Mr. Price!) suggested that I read the book Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris. It instantly became one of my favorites! With autobiographical tales full of self-deprecating humor, who couldn’t relate and wouldn’t love it? I immediately purchased my next Sedaris book, Holidays on Ice. If you have not had a chance to read a David Sedaris book, I would highly suggest it.

David Sedaris’ writing has always sat nicely with me. If you’re feeling great in life, he can always pile on more humor and smiles. If you are having a rough time or feel down, his life adventures seem incredibly relate-able, always showing that even the mundane can be amusing and exciting, and the incredibly weird tales that might leave one feeling ashamed, are in fact, normal.

While photography was not allowed, I can assure you that David looked smoking hot. He’s bringing culottes back (were they ever in?). Them other boys don’t know how to act.


David talked about his culottes, his love of shopping for weird clothing with his siblings, and gay marriage. He also has been keeping a diary since his early twenties, so he shared a few entries with the audience.

At the end of the night, we had the option of standing in line to meet David and get a book signed. A wonderful co-worker wound up taking my book for the signature, but standing in line that late (9 pm–shout out to be being a grandma!) seemed a little daunting.

Seeing as how Mark Twain is the inspiration for the lecture series, I’ll leave you with a Twain quote on which to reflect:

If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.

For me, it seemed to fit in perfectly with the Sedaris talk and my life goals: live your life, be yourself, everyone is a little weird, and that’s okay. ❤