“Gleefully wacky and irreverent.”

–The New York Times

“Line by line, Mr. Rudnick may be the funniest writer for the stage in the United States today.”

–The New York Times

“Deeply funny musings and adventures elevate Paul Rudnick to the highest level of American comedy writing.”

–Steve Martin

“One of the funniest quip-meisters on the planet.”

–The New York Times

“Paul Rudnick is a champion of truth (and love and great wicked humor) whom we ignore at our peril.”

–David Sedaris

“Quips fall with the regularity of the autumn leaves.”

–Associated Press

May 21, 2015

On The Street

New York City celebrates the Fleet Week.It’s Fleet Week in New York, and I’ve noticed that anyone wearing a sailor suit, the kind with the wide collar and the bellbottoms, looks like they’re in a musical.

I saw An American in Paris last night, which was terrific, and all of the dancers are in such amazing shape that even their bulky hidden mic packs can’t make them look fat.

Whenever I hear tourists speaking another language, I immediately re-evaluate their outfits. Especially if they’re speaking French or Italian – I expect more.

When children get all dressed up, they look frumpy.

My new favorite phrase, from a fashion blog, involves a man wearing “a statement blazer.”

On the home shopping channels, when the hosts are hawking, say, a poylester cardigan, they’ll say things like, “This is perfect for just running around town, or brunch at the country club.”

In Times Square I saw a man wearing a bright red velvet graduation gown and a mortar board, posing for a photo with his arms around two women. I couldn’t tell if he’d just graduated from a somewhat flamboyant school, or if there’s a superhero I’ve never heard of who dresses that way. What’s his super power – the ability to snare an entry level job and start paying off his student loans?