Dear victim Pilar, Oh hi. Howyadoin? cough. So! I was super honored and flattered and other things that cause my face to flush involuntarily -- making my head look as though it might radiate the faint, almost bacon-y odor of seared flesh -- when you invited me to tonight's intimate dinner and wine tasting event. Mostly because it assumes something about me that, all things considered, borders on real flattery. Namely, that I am a Big Adult-type Person who can function in an appropriate and seemly manner with other Big Adult-type People in a refined social setting that involves sophisticated...
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