The evening certainly didn't start out well.
We had dinner reservations at a would-be snooty-ish restaurant at 18:00. 710, caught in traffic got home at 17:45. ....and yes, we do live more than 15 minutes away from where we were to meet friends.
Of course before leaving the house, Blobby got distracted by one Sophie cat who wanted her treats before we departed - as she is apt to do. I complied as I am apt to do.
In said distraction, I left the tickets and the pre-paid parking voucher on the kitchen counter. Curses!
I realized this about 10 blocks from the parking garage. I couldn't get through to the box office, so 710 drove around the block while they nicely reprinted my tickets. We were only 10 minutes late for dinner.
The restaurant wasn't nearly as snooty as anticipated, at least in decor. Granted, save chicken livers, there was not much on the appetizer or salad menu I'd want. I'm not a frou frou kind of guy when it comes to food. Or some would say my food tastes are "unsophisticated". So be it.
We had a decent meal with great friends. Then we headed over to the show.
My lord, I've never seen so many people I know in one place from different walks of life: yoga work, neighbors, friends. All to see Sedaris. None seemingly to see the show next door: the Diary of Ann Frank. (psssst! That one doesn't end well.)
Sedaris is just like how I thought he would be - in person. Clearly, good writing is an art, though I will admit that a few of his later books didn't even get me to crack a smile. His diaries are wonderful though. Reading is possibly a higher and harder art form. He did a great job with the reads - the inflections, pauses, et al.
He read four essays - lengthy ones. One on insulting phrases people use from other parts of the world - which was quite hilarious. One that was way too much about people who shit their pants, though the crowd of 2000 seemingly loved it all. Then he read a number of diary passages, some from his current collections, some from the one in process - all funny. He'd chat between the essays.
Then he took some Q&A. Eh - that was alright I suppose.
Song by: Lucinda Williams