Last night Megan, Meghan and I saw Stacey Levine read from her new and as-yet-unpublished book of short stories at Powell's. She is hilarious and awesome. As Megan said, it would have been nice to sit there all night and have her read the whole book to us. Both the stories and her reading of the stories were excellent.
A large group of students was bused in. Bussed in? Bused in. I missed the word "buses" in the first round of the spelling bee in seventh grade after taking first the year before. A devastating blow. I still blame the Burger King on Outer Belt Drive for this. It said "Busses welcome." Hardly anything is my fault if I think about it hard enough.
I wanted to line them up and give them double cheek pinches least-favorite-aunt-style and then punch them in the stomach. They were so cute and silly and irritating.
When I talked to Stacey afterwards, I felt very shy.
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maybe we should do some performance art where we go to readings and ask really irritating questions and see how far we can push it without laughing.
i really like anything that involves mocking. possibly i am turning into hillary clinton.
I did think about asking obnoxious author-letter style questions about whale-watching and old ladies and orgasmic noises while there. But I chickened out.
that sounds really fun. a field trip! when is don delillo reading here? oh i can't wait...i would travel cross-country to ask him stupid-ass questions. maybe he'll read in hawaii soon.
Can you imagine how many straight boys with homoerotic crushes would be at a Don Delillo reading? It will be like going to a Modest Mouse show.
Do you think we could get a grant to follow Don DeLillo around and ask him awful questions at readings? Someone should get on this.
Or a fish store!
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