We're drowning in quirk  

Here:

We're drowning in quirk. It is the ruling sensibility of today's Gen-X indie culture, defined territorially by the gentle ministrations of public radio's This American Life; the strenuously odd (and now canceled) TV sitcom Arrested Development; the movies of Wes Anderson; Dave Eggers's McSweeney's Web site; the performance art, music, and writing of Miranda July; and the just-too-wacky-to-be-fully-believable memoirs of Augusten Burroughs.

It’s been 20 years of beneficent, wide-eyed gazing upon the oddities of our fellow man. David Byrne probably birthed contemporary quirk around 1985 -- halfway between his "Psycho Killer" beginnings with the Talking Heads and his move to global pop -- when he sang the song "Stay Up Late": "Cute, cute, little baby / Little pee-pee, little toes." (As it happens, Byrne appeared on July's recent book tour.) Jon Cryer's "Duckie"; Dale in Pretty in Pink came a year later, and quirk was on its way.