I like most of his stuff very much, and some of it is truly awesome. I’m not sure he’s any better than Stephen Leacock, who I think is wonderful as well, but I think Seradis has it all over Benchley or Perlman. Funny how tastes differ.
I’m generally not much for audibooks, but I do enjoy hearing recordings of Sedaris reading his stuff. In many cases–not all–it adds to the humor. (Or the nonhumor…some of his stuff has a much more serious message.)
I haven’t seen him live. However, about eight years back my son, a bigger fan of Sedaris than I am, was going to be home from college when Sedaris was appearing at the local theater. We gave our son a ticket for his birthday. (I thought about going with but decided it was too expensive…) I drove my son over so he didn’t have to deal with parking and said “Call when it’s over, I’ll come get you.”
When I got there, he was at the end of a very long line of folks waiting to have books signed. As others have said, the line moved glacially because Sedaris really was interested in each person, engaged them all in conversation. I plunked myself down on a chair nearby, listened to the conversations, and waited…and waited…and waited…
And it really was fine, waiting, but after fifteen minutes or so he noticed me. “Are you waiting for someone?” He asked. “Yes, my son,” I explained. He peered around the corner. “Where is he?” “Back in the theater still,” I said, “close to the end of the line. It’s fine.” He frowned, evidently thinking my son was about 13 instead of 20, or maybe I just looked really really tired. “Well, that won’t do,” he said, “bring him up front.” I demurred but he insisted, and so that’s what happened–and while I still feel a little guilty about cutting the line, it was a nice gesture and he couldn’t have been nicer in his conversation with my son. Even if I didn’t admire his work, I’d appreciate him for that.