A blast. It was just great at Barnes & Noble looking into that sea of curious faces, so nice, as I put up the pictures of maps and muffs. So very nice. I am going to eliminate nice from my vocabulary, it doesn’t do things justice. Either that or I am going to make more use of nice, as it describes most everything.
We partied afterward at The Dublin House on 79th Street, and raised an O’Douls — at least I did — to all the great (nice) people who have been supportive as The Orphanmaster came into being. I am grateful.
The bartender at the pub was not nice, he was grouchy, and he made me appreciate now nice grouchy can be sometimes.
Now on to a panoply of radio interviews (today), Connecticut and New York events, Arizona and then the great unwashed of the Midwest. Having weathered the distracting beauty of the West Coast, I am ready for this next chapter.