چقدر عجیبه که این کتاب رو از قلم انداخته بودم و بهش امتیاز نداده بودم!!

داستانهای اولش خوب بودن ولی از اواسطش دیگه اصلا متوجه نمیشدم چی داره میگه.

مجموعه ای از داستان های کوتاه بامزه ای بود که البته باهاشون قاه قاه نمیخندی ولی قطعا لبخند میزنی. کلا خوندنش حس خوبی داشت. گویا کتاب اصلی 17 تا داستان داره که تو ترجمه 5 تا از اونها به دلایلی حذف شدن اما باز هم خوندنش واقعا کیف داشت و هر چی بیشتر به آخر کتاب نزدیک تر میشدم، بیشتر هم از روایت جذاب و ترجمه ی خوب لذت میبردم

این کتاب برام یه خاطره ی بامزس
«مادربزرگت رو از اینجا ببر!» همزمان جذاب و دلخراش بود؛ فضای بی‌ پرده و بی‌ تکلف سداریس شما رو مجبور میکنه تا واقعیت‌های ناگفته رو بپذیرید.لبخند بزنید و بفکر فرو برید.
ترجمه‌ی پیمان خاکسار، ذوق و اصالت سداریس رو به خوبی منتقل کرده؛اما طنز کتاب ممکنه برای همه جذاب نباشه.

اگر دنبال یه داستانِ لبخندزده تلخ هستید،مناسبه.

Ομοφυλόφιλος, ελληνικής καταγωγής, με μητέρα που πέθανε. Που εκδίδει βιβλία για την ομοφυλοφιλία του, τον γκόμενο του, την αρρώστια της μάνας του, τον πατέρα του, την οικογένεια του.
Τουλάχιστον ξέρουμε από ποιον εμπνεύστηκε ο Κορτώ.

Let's start off with the cover. Magnificence. In hardback the shorts are adjustable, and if you pull them up over the title you will see an x-ray of legs. I assume, since Mr. Sedaris is so willing to sacrifice himself at the altar of humor, that those thin white bones are his own. Genius.

Visiting a nudist trailer park in the name of research, really, the man is so selfless. Licking light switches, wiping his face on towels soiled with excrement...and it doesn't stop there. Why this is funny I can't explain. But it is. The wrongness is just so right.

One story in the collection stands out to me because it has more than self-deprecating humor. It is the story that chronicles his sister's wedding and his mother's slow decline into death. I suspect many readers of Sedaris are bigger fans of his mother than he is, and I cannot deny that I am a part of that crowd. The drinks, the caustic retorts, the ability to laugh at your child who can't walk into a room without caressing lampshades, the humane hospitality of welcoming a whore into your living room with Christmas cheer- the woman was the sinner's saint. Although some might argue with me, I can and will now provide proof that the woman didn't do so bad. Behold--

Exhibit A: The writer, David Sedaris

Exhibit B: The feisty whirlwind of talent, Amy Sedaris. Yes, I am biased.

Because of the late Ms. Sedaris, I can now with full confidence tell my children when they complain, "Just think of the material I'm giving you for your memoirs!"

Naked is my first exposure to the humor of David Sedaris, and not only did I enjoy it, I will definitely read more by him. The comedic memoir is a collection of short stories from his childhood through his adulthood, including his experiences with OCD, the death of his mother, and coming out. I can't say that I can relate to his tales, but I experienced many laugh out loud moments. One of the more hilarious chapters chronicles the time he spent in a nudist colony. Underneath all of the silliness, it was hard to miss the dark and sad emotions that were also there. Due to the "bathroom humor," I wouldn't recommend this fun read to those who are easily offended. Anyone who enjoys Augustin Burroughs would probably also like Sedaris and vice versa.

According to many Goodreaders this is a hilarious memoir by humorist, comic, and author David Sedaris. I read the first few chapters and didn’t laugh once. Someone trying too hard to be witty and clever was my impression. What was I thinking reading a pseudo memoir by someone I don’t know from Adam! I gave up around halfway through.

اونقدر توی ذهنم تصویر بدی به جا گذاشت که فقط دوست دارم چند روز و هفته بگذره تا یادم بره چی خوندم. رسما موقع خوندن قلبم هزارتا میزد و کلی وحشت زده شده بودم.انگار شکنجه میدادن آدمو موقع خوندنش

Naked is the title of one of the pieces in this collection; one where Sedaris visits a nudist camp:

”Coming from New York it is heartening to walk into a room and know you’re not being judged by your clothes. Still, though, as bad a dresser as I am, anything beats being judged by my character.”

But it also serves as an apt titled for the collection. Sedaris strips himself nearly defenseless as he uses his own life, childhood, and family drama as his subjects. He delivers sharp, caustic humor that is frequently served along side genuine sadness and pain.

In A Plague of Tics Sedaris paints his childhood self as an absolute wreck — little more than a collection of nervous tics stacked inside a raincoat. In Get Your Ya-Ya’s Out, he tells of his unlovely grandmother who came to live with his family. Of her he says:

I saw her as a benign ghost, silent and invisible until you needed a little spending money.

Upon learning of her demise while he was away at college, his grief was strictly performative:

My sobs sounded as if I were reading them off a page.

Cyclops was by far the funniest piece here, in which his father has a tale of a different mutilated friend for every dangerous activity he wishes to discourage his children from. There’s the friend whose eye he shot out with a BB gun, the kid he knew who had a table saw blade fly off and split his face, the guy he knew who cut off his own foot with the lawn mower and drove himself to the hospital with his foot in his lap.

But along with the humor, Sedaris delivers real pain. In I Like Guys he discusses growing up in the South gay, with all its accompanying humiliations and shame. And in Ashes his clever, sardonic mother takes center stage with her terminal cancer.

”The cancer, though, I realize it’s my own fault. I’m just sorry that your father’s still around to remind me of that fact every goddamn fifteen seconds.

As with any Sedaris book, make sure to listen to the audiobook. These pieces are meant to be performed, to be heard. Sedaris and his sister Amy do the reading.

تقریبا عالی بود.شبیه سلینجر روایت می کرد .یک خانواده ی پرجمعیت با اصالت یونانی و مادری آمریکایی که در مجموع کلا به خودش و بچه ها سخت نمی گیره.نحوه ی روایت بسیار دلنشین،خوشخوان و جذاب بود.خنده های عمیقش در حین خوندن گاهی مجموعه ی زندگی رو در یک لحظه به شکلی احمقانه ولی به بهترین نحو توصیف می کنه.

I'm definitely not in the closet when it comes to David Sedaris. I laugh to the point of discomfort while reading his essays, and I've given up pursuing them anywhere in public.

My favorite "characters," his actual mother and father, are everywhere in this collection, and his Greek Ya-Ya is an addition that had me coughing and chortling in painful, gasping guffaws.

From "Get Your Ya-Yas Out!":

Every now and then she'd leave the yard and the neighbors would call saying, "Did you know your grandmother is over here picking things out of our front lawn?"
We'd hand the phone to our mother. "They're probably just dandelions," she'd sigh, drying her hands on her skirt. "Don't worry, we won't charge you for the labor."

Other great essays include, but are not limited to, "Ashes," "Dinah, the Christmas Whore," and "A Plague of Tics."

Hilarious, and, at times, poignant, too.

Sometimes I forget that David Sedaris isn't funny in the way you might think. But he's pathetically, sadly, humanly funny and that makes him better than you might think.