Saturday, March 11, 2006

Another blogger meet-up, this time with a celebrity component

OK, everyone, you should start envying me immediately (hey, you slow-pokes over there, get moving) so you're in full envy mode by the time I finish my next sentence.

I'm getting ready to go to a book-signing at Barnes and Noble in Chicago where I will buy eight signed copies of Bitter is the New Black and hang out with author Jen Lancaster, who is, aside from Dooce, the only blogger I can think of who uses her real name on the internet,)* and if that isn't enough to turn you St. Patrick's Day green with envy, the lovely Susie Sunshine will be there, too.

Jen also invited me to what I'm thinking will be the single coolest party of my life, but I can't go because I have tickets to Der Rosenkavalier at the Lyric Opera and I already blew that opera off once, so I really should go to that, or Strauss's feelings will be hurt. And it being a four hour opera, we will most probably not make it to the party, even though Jen said we could.

I'm expecting that you're about forty shades of green by now, and I don't blame you a bit, because for a big dork, I have about the coolest life ever.

* And I don't mean to make fun of Mormons, but what were they thinking, naming her Dooce?


  1. Wait.

    Wait damned minute right there..."Dooce" is a for-real name?



  2. You mean to tell me you've never heard of that eminent Latter Day Saint, St. Dooce?

    What do they teach you Catholics these days?

  3. I thought it was Douche.

    Just kidding. I totally didn't. But that's what Dooce makes me think of. I'm not the only one, am I?

    And I'm assuming one of those eight copies is for ME this Christmas, hmmm?

  4. I use my real name. Both here and here.


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