Last night I got back to New York City a little before midnight and (because it makes approximately no sense) I decided to embark on the long, but rewarding, process of making my favorite banana pudding
. (*Recipe note: because "cream of tartar" makes me giggle, I usually opt out of making the meringue, and use a top layer of vanilla wafer crumbles. I like it better this way.)
Anyway, I was in the critical baking stage when I made the hazardous decision to check my email.
My friend had sent me this link.
Hhm...what's this? A radio clip?
And then I listened to it. I listened to it, and laughed so much ? keep in mind that I had been in three time zones yesterday, and was operating on two hours of sleep ? that I lay down on my bed.
Which was when I fell asleep.
I woke up thirty minutes later to some very, very burnt banana pudding.
The only thing that brought me back from it was listening to the audio track again.
Hee. I just listened again. Still funny.
In other news, I am giving a lunchtime reading later today at Google ? as part of their visiting authors series. Very excited. I hear the cafeteria there is great. (Maybe they'll have some banana pudding?)
I believe there's a web-link to such things. I'll post it when I have it.
And apparently ? in addition to companies ? casinos are now inviting writers to give readings these days.
Mandalay Bay ? I think you should really consider me, Laura Dave, author of London Is the Best City in America. As I think I proved to you during my last visit (and the visit before that), as soon as I finish reading, I promise to proceed directly to the $15 Blackjack tables, where I will spend 4x what you've paid me.
Okay, 5x. But I'm drawing the line.
Oh...and for those of you who tuned in the other day, I did find out the sign of #20 (the France Player who missed the key penalty shot.) He's a Libra.
Good news for Leos everywhere!
(Not such good news for that Libra.)