Dear You:
Hello, again.
Today (Monday) marked day one of Season Two of Commute Chat. I can't believe that summer is essentially over for the Goldens. This past weekend was a perfect ending to the season of fun, a term which I use lightly here. On Friday night, we attended a book signing and reading and recording of the Georgia Public Broadcasting program Cover to Cover at our local library. While there, I met author Lauretta Hannon aka The Cracker Queen.
Garbo also pushed her way to the front and had her picture taken with Lauretta. Garbo is a CQ in training.
Later, she tried to read The Cracker Queen while Georgia author Terry Kay spoke about his writing career and his various novels.But Mr. Kay proved just a bit too interesting for her. She gave up trying to read during the event and listened instead. At the end of the taping, Lauretta drew the name for the winner of the Georgia Public Broadcasting raffle. And what do you know? She drew my name. I responded with a very clever "No Way!"
But it was true and I have the swag to prove it. See?
After the event, we hung around for a while because Lauretta had a special goody bag for me. It was full of some really cool things. (See top picture.) I was especially grateful for the nerve pills. I can use them these days! (Thank you, Lauretta! You are too kind!)
While we milled around, nibbling on cookies and sucking the cream out of petit fours, I spied John Sepulvado. I sidled up next to him and purred "I take a
shower with you every day."What a smoothie. He simply smiled indulgently at me. I realize that this wasn't the first time he'd heard this line. "Well, my girlfriend is in there so don't let her hear that."
John later introduced us to Suzanne Capelouto, another GPB staffer. They wanted to talk to to MathMan about his connection to Torey Malatia, the President and Chief Executive Officer of Chicago Public Radio. It's an interesting story about how MathMan knows the Man Who is the Model Public Radio CEO, but let's just say that the conversation included a moment where we actually got MathMan to sing a song once crooned by Mr. Malatia in the dark days before he got on the staff of WBEZ in Chicago.
One of the evening's highlights was having Lauretta brag on my writing. I knew she read the blog some, but when she met my husband and said in her perfect Southern drawl, "You must be MathMan," it was clear that she had, in fact, read it and remembered some of it. That was a very cool moment for me. And for MathMan, too.
And as if that weren't enough, MathMan, The Dancer and I finished off the weekend by having dinner? breakfast? hot fudge sundaes? with some complete strangers we found sitting in some rocking chairs along I20.
But you know all this already, don't you?
Because the first thing you did was click on the video, that's why.
Because the first thing you did was click on the video, that's why.
With fond fondles of fondling,
Lisa
