_sister_madly_, pdx42 and I managed to show up at the Neil Gaiman reading/signing moderately well-lubricated. Seems we got there so early that only a few people were there before us. So we nipped over to a bar "for a drink". Or more. These things happen.
By the time we got back to the reading only a few people arrived after us.
And lest I embarrass her, I will not tell you about _sister_madly_'s attempt to bunny-hop up the stairs on a full bladder. I put her up to it and I knew she would regret it. I'm a bastard. She was cute. pdx42, upon hearing of this, just shook his head. He's kind of used to it by now.
All of this, of course, is how we showed up at the Gaiman's reading with a bit of a buzz, hence my outburst. Oops.
Possibly the best part of the evening, though, was pdx42 pointing out the sign on the wheelchair lift which thoughtfully reminded the wheelchair-bound that, in case of fire, they must use the stairs.
Nothing like a little ecumenical humor at the expense of the handicapped, eh?
The reading, by the way, was wonderful. At one point he called on a little girl for the Q and A session. He repeated her question for all to hear and said "that's a very good question". How very gracious. What a nice guy.
His latest book is Anansi Boys. Go buy it. It's fantastic.