So far I am loving Notaro's interactions with her mother who is obsessed with QVC. The author and her sister are amazed by the amount of crap their mother manages to purchase from the shopping channel. The siblings call it "This is Your Brain on QVC" rather than "This is Your Brain on Drugs" to their mother it is the same difference. Here is one of the funniest exchanges thus far between the author and her mother:
On the last scouting expedition of This Is Your Brain on QVC, my sister and I discovered these delicious-smelling muffins, which is what they looked like, but on closer inspection it was discovered that these were no muffins at all. They were candles. Muffin candles. I mean, they smelled like muffins, they looked like muffins, but eating them would have been like eating a Glade Solid or a stick of Mennen. So I was forced to ask her what they were, and she looked at me like I was stupid. "They're muffin candles, " she said much like she would say, "This is a candle. And this is a muffin." Separately, they're fine, I was dying to tell her, it's together that they are a problem.
So I said, "Well, why don't you burn them?"
And she said, "Because they're not for burning. Burning would melt them."
So I said, "Well, what are they for then?"
And she said, "To look like muffins."
So I said, "Then why don't you just get some muffins?"
And she said, "What, are you an idiot? You just can't leave muffins on the counter day in and day out without people thinking you live like an animal! I don't want people running around town, saying that I keep the same old muffins on the counter!"
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Have you read "Eat, Pray, Love" yet? Also fabulous. Lots of snorting and head shaking ("am I as crazy as the author?") I just loaned it to a full-time friend, so I'll pass it your way when she's done.
Happiness!
Luci