Listening to David Sedaris read his own work gives me side stitches. The droll delivery, the deadpan self-effacing commentary, it all works for the laugh. Even when the stories are a bit of a letdown, listening to him tell it really helps.

The scene where he and his mother are trying to emulate a wealthy woman's supermarket remark, "My house, well, one of my houses" was delivered impeccably, with Sedaris doing the iterations of his mother, himself, and the woman so convincingly I almost didn't realize how difficult that must've been to pull off well. Next up, "When You Are Engulfed in Flames" on audio.