I've been reading Sarah Vowell's wickedly funny book, Take the Cannoli.

A couple years ago I saw her and David Sedaris read some of their works at the Scottsdale Center for the Arts. My favorite story is Music Lessons, I suppose because I can relate to it, having endure countless years running across a football field festooned with a giant hat that made me look like a human Q-tip.

Alternately, I've also been reading e by Matt Beaumont. Set in the backstabbing word of a London ad firm, the story is told in a succession of emails. The bad thing about that is like most corporate emails, I just skim through them and only read what interests me. By the time I got to the end, I realized I skipped over the major plot, so I didn't really know what was going on. I'll have to go back some day and really read it.