Giller night
Note to self after getting
out of bath: after polishing
black shoes, dont immediately
button your white shirt.
Some of the drinks spilled on
my tux: vodka martini, gin and tonic,
rye and ginger, Macallan's twelve
year old scotch. Our table had
a soft, silver tablecloth and a grey
box stuffed with red roses. The
chairs covered in burgundy slips.
Overheard: The bitter truth, I'm
realizing, is this dress is too small.
Telemprompters on the back wall under
a turquoise chandelier. A young man
with an earpiece kneels beside me.
I hear this: He's ready for mike-up.
Final note to self: Dont let anyone
ever film me reading aloud from my
book.
out of bath: after polishing
black shoes, dont immediately
button your white shirt.
Some of the drinks spilled on
my tux: vodka martini, gin and tonic,
rye and ginger, Macallan's twelve
year old scotch. Our table had
a soft, silver tablecloth and a grey
box stuffed with red roses. The
chairs covered in burgundy slips.
Overheard: The bitter truth, I'm
realizing, is this dress is too small.
Telemprompters on the back wall under
a turquoise chandelier. A young man
with an earpiece kneels beside me.
I hear this: He's ready for mike-up.
Final note to self: Dont let anyone
ever film me reading aloud from my
book.
9 Comments:
were you wearing your wig?
rob
and what about Lisa?
Yes, what about the lovely lisa?
about lisa. if you check this blog,
you'll see I have a hard time talking about other people. it has to do with privacy -- theirs. the result of this is a blog where it looks like I walk around gazing at a bunch of strangers or talking about myself. a solipsistic blog. any ideas on how to get around this ethical dilemma? I can say public things about lisa: she wore an elizabethan green dress. she was very happy for david bergen. I forgot to mention that someone at CTV should be shot for bringing up the music while bergen gave his speech. but lisa. she hung in there in the bar afterwards and enjoyed herself. she introduced me to david bergen's wife. perhaps that says something about her.
that's all I wanted, to hear about her dress and her hair and how pretty she looked. A reporter at the scene could have told us that. No ethical issue there. Now, if she had too many vodka martini's and whispered something crude about the busboy to Mrs. Bergen, if you told us that. That would be an ethical issue.
I didn’t catch The Giller broadcast but look forward to reading The Bergen. It’s odd how one book is picked as ‘the winner’, especially when scenes from good books take up residence, side by side, in a reader’s head.
What I need to know is, was the gnocchi dressed in an elizabethan green sauce?
- ER Druthers
What about the salmon? Did it have inky fingerprints on its white shirt?
the reason the food did not get mentioned was that I was an invited guest. I very much love to describe food and perhaps it's better just to talk about how delicious the drinks were.
Scathing!
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