Writer’s Log #15

So I took my wife to see David Sedaris for her birthday. 

She had mentioned him years ago and asked me to get his autograph since she had to work. 

I couldn’t get it back then. 

But he was at Alabama Booksmith in Birmingham. 

They’re a little bookstore with nothing but  signed first editions. 

Awesome place. 


And I thought, hey why not surprise her with this book signing…

I was originally going to just ask her to dress up and then drive her the 87 miles or so…and surprise!

But then my air went out in my car…

After I had done 600 dollars worth of work to it. 

So I thought again…

I better tell her WHY we’re driving so far. 

Or just take her car. 

But then there are all the people that will be there. 

When you work with people everyday- people other than your own people- are the last people you want to be peopling with. 

So I kind of mentioned we were going to see him. 

But she didn’t realise we were getting copies of his new book- along with Ariel Levy’s book.

And he did a reading. For about an hour I guess…it was great. 

And hilarious. 

But no pictures. 

Which is fine. Selfie nation get over it. We got to meet the man. 

I’ll never forget it. 

I always celebrate through the entire month of June.

That way she gets a lot of presents all month, broken up over weeks. 

Today, 

I got her a cake. 

A Mad Hatter cake. 


I drew it and Simon made it. 

He even wore a little apron…

Not really. 

I thought of it and asked a bakery type person to craft it out of the fires of Mordor for me. 

Now we have cake. 

But I’m afraid to cut it….

Maybe I can get Simon to cut it. 

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