tj:
zuhl:
Saturday night John freaking Hodgamn, the world famous deranged millionaire who had already freaked me out the previous evening by remembering me and greeting me by name even though I wasn’t even wearing my name tag at the time, sat down beside me and said something to the effect of, “I’m sad we haven’t had a chance to talk this year.”
I’m just reblogging the part where you misspelled “Hodgman” because that’s what an arch-nemesis does.
For TJ and Zuhl — Me, my pal Mary Beth, and Hodgman, hanging out at Politics and Prose in DC. (We had collaborated with him on a thing and we wanted to thank him in person, so we brought him a Tin Tin book since TT was one of his fave book characters when he was growing up… which explains why he isn’t holding his OWN book in this photo.)
That is all.
