If you are joining us from the radio listening audience, welcome to Suburban Kamikaze, where we are not as funny as we think we are, according to sources familiar with the investigation.
On occasion, however, we are reasonably entertaining, some of our closest friends say.
Our mother thinks we are brilliant, though she doesn't understand why we find it necessary to use that kind of language.
We will leave you to judge for yourselves.
Mostly what you will find here are the uncontained rantings and observations of one suburban writer mommy, whose children came without the instruction sheets and who still believes, despite years of evidence to the contrary, that she can find the answers she needs in books.
Enjoy, SK.
In a Holmesian feat of deduction (Or is it induction? I can never keep those straight.) I conclude that I must have missed another SK appearance on NPR.
Which year-old column did you adapt this time? Is there a podcast? Was the intro sufficiently fawning? Did Nichelle-whats-her-name describe you as a "humorist"?
Hmm. I find that I am pleased that others may have found you, but simultaneously and irrationally put out that's it not just our little secret anymore.
We knew her first.
Just sayin'.
Posted by: Robert K | September 03, 2008 at 03:00 PM
I actually missed it too - not a bad thing entirely, I still cringe at the sound of my voice on the air. Who knew I had a Southern accent? Everyone but me, apparently. I keep describing myself as an "essayist" but it hasn't caught on yet...
Pretentiously,
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | September 03, 2008 at 03:33 PM