On Friday I had the pleasure of finally meeting Jules and Allison. I've been an avid reader of their work for as long as I've blogged and have a terrible confession to make. When I come across women who are this talented (their writing is so captivating and HIL-A-R-EOUS) I expect them to be not-so-good looking. Why? I don't know but I do. I guess I imagine ladies who led a tortured life as outcasts that found solace through honing their writing skills.
I could not be more wrong.
Spencer (Jules' other half, whom I also met) has himself a stunning gal. Allison is proof that NYC is a city of fools. How does a city let someone so talented and so attractive stay single for long?
They are officially tied for third in the Prettiest of NYC contest (A* and Dan will always be the prettiest).
It was a great night of long-lost friends finally meeting for the first time. I had a smashing time.
I finished Catcher in the Rye yesterday. I'd never read it before (yet the paper I wrote on it in high school scored an "A"). What a book. Written in 1945, it was so ahead of its time. Salinger's writing style is so unique. You feel like you are in Holden's head. You understand him and his crazy. Great effing book.
Yesterday was such a great day. A* and I always seem to over-book our visits. We find ourselves running around meeting friends and making engagements. For my visit this time, we set aside yesterday as No Plans Saturday. We did a whole lotta nothing (and a little something). Just being lazy and whimsical with her allowed me to decompress for the first time in awhile. I am so relaxed and cannot imagine being away from her again.
I'm here until Wednesday morning then off to DC for some speaking engagements. I am sitting in the Hoboken Starbucks stealing internet from someone's wireless connection upstairs. The four-wheel army has arrived and clogged the place up again.