To everybody who came out to Mad River Grille last night to the reading. It was a little like my wedding; I kept saying “Oh hiiiiiiiiiii, thank you for coming, so good to see you, what are you up to OMG SO AND SO’S LEAVING I NEED TO GO TELL HIM SOMETHING” and then I looked up and it was four hours later, everyone was gone, I was a little drunk and feeling very guilty for not talking to anybody enough. Actually, it was a lot like my wedding. But seriously, the turnout was awesome, and your support — for me and thisbig story about a little newspaper — is just one of the things about the Internets that knocks me back every time.
Mr. A was too busy gladhanding to be the papparazzo this time, but I am toldthe handsome and talented Spork who came all the way into town will have pictures eventually. Just a rumor. Based on the GIANT CAMERA he was carrying around.
I continue to heart NY muchly. We’re getting LA scheduled for this fall, so once I have a place and time all you West Coast peeps will know it. Because if there’s anything better than an evening with the Internet, I don’t know what it is.
A.