Dave Barry is the absolute most hilarious writer ever. Capable of making any topic dangerously humorous, I have learned to refrain from reading his stuff in school.
One particular incident that sticks with me is the time I had a copy of Dave Barry is from Mars AND Venus hidden under the lab table I sit at in Biology. The teacher was giving one of her totally pointless lectures that had somehow left the topic at hand and was headed toward a racial discussion and I had long since stopped paying attention. In any case, I had just gotten to the essay about the dangers to society’s health. The one in which he shares the news article about the man with the…feminine undergarment stuck up his nose. I was already trying my hardest to keep from laughing, but you read something like that and there’s no holding back.
Along with Megacheese, Dave Barry in Cyberspace is my favorite book (and it makes emoticon wars with Larissa much easier!) Which leads me to my next point. I decided, after reading, and I quote (which I am legally allowed to do. This is a review, I assure you. I give Megacheese several hundred stars. Go buy it!), “Twister cost, as I understand it, 570 bajillion dollars,” in Megacheese, that Mike Nelson and Dave Barry are one and the same. I mean, even Bill Corbett said “Mike is not really present on our planet; there is no “Mike”. Rather, he is a hologram projected by some evil genius in rural Wisconsin who wants to undermine the very fabric of existence, albeit in badly- strategized ways, such as HOME THEATER columns and strange online writings which can easily be ignored.” And their writing styles are so similar that it just makes sense. I had a very well thought out article written about this at one time, but I can't find it, now. So, it's back to Mr. Barry.
What puts him above all the other humor writers out there is that, not only does he have a very large collection of side-splitting books, he has a column in the paper EVERY WEEK! Every Sunday, you can read an excellent commentary on…something that’s generally totally irrelevant any way. And it’ll probably give you one of those splitting headaches that, short of cigarette smoke and pep rallies, only he, Monty Python, and Mystery Science Theater are capable of producing. But it’s well worth it.
And, once again I have tested, and then proven, my theory that one cannot possibly write a decent page about something they truly adore. So I’ll end here before we have a repeat of the Frank Welker or Michael Palin disasters.
Mr. Barry won the Pulitzer Prize for commentary in 1988.
Thanks to Dave Barry For President for the pictures.
