It's not his funniest moment -- Anne is trying to play along, but she isn't a professional sparkler. But y'know what? We don't care. We at the Egg love Anne Lamott in a way that verges on wholly inappropriate. We don't just buy her books; we read them, give them to friends, and then buy new copies for ourselves. We look at the little b&w picture on the inside back flap, at her gorgeous dreadlocks and mischievous eyes, and wonder what it would be like if we'd met her before ... well. Ahem. Never mind.