Trick or Treat
by JS
My wife and I dressed up as undecided Ohio voters for a party on Friday. Vote Obama, wait no, vote McCain, wait, ugh, I can’t decide.
I wasn’t involved, but others at the party played what I thought was a clever prank. They stole borrowed a neighbor’s pumpkin, carved it into a Jack-o-Lantern, then put it back. I can just imagine the head scratching that must have happened at the neighbors the next morning.
We went to see a great Q&A with David Price and Philip Gourevitch at the Continental Club on South Congress last night. As writer Q&As go, this was surprisingly genuine, probably due mainly to the light touch of Gourevitch, who is experienced in these things.
I’ve never really been down to SoCo before, and found it a pleasantly developed part of town, with kitschy faux seventies store fronts, breezy bars, and a hipster crowd. So that’s where the hipsters go when the coffee shops close? Not easy parking in the area though. (A cop giving out tickets prompted us to return to our car to check that we were legally parked, a ten minute excursion that resulted in a not so subtle amount of grumpiness on my behalf. Ana has infinite patience.)
Texas lost. At least that’s what I conclude form the funeral like silence last night. At least I was able to sleep well.
