October 17, 2009

CAL KUH SHOWZ

Home again.
Cincy is like Cleveland, but with more furriers and zero litter anywhere, more deco.

And fucking Brueggers. No one has salt bagels but Brueggers. I die for those.

I asked my phone directions to the thrift store and it guided to me to the middle of the alley behind the bus station.

I didn't know anyone know anyone at the book festival except I half know Anne Byrn, aka "The Cake Doctor", best-selling author through my same publisher. She says she has to do cooking demos with her stuff otherwise no one believes her baking skill because she is skinny. I also saw Carol Tyler twice. I blushed whenever we talked, I had nothing to say, just geek out. I used to read her in all the feminist comic anthologies when I was in 10th grade. I felt like I was flirting, because I would say stuff and instantly think "Oh my god, I am such a moron." She's got a new book out--a memoir--from fanatagraphics. Go get it!

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