general Comments

I am going to open comments back up to unregistered people. I had kind of forgotten I’d shut them off, which I did after an incident of unpleasantness (spam-related). When I get around to figuring out how to do so in Nucleus, I’ll probably add one of those Turing-test things to help avoid spambot comments. But for now it should be fine.

I got this nice email today, is why I want people to be able to comment.

Hey,

I originally tried to post this as a comment to your blog entry about Sarah Vowell at GW, but since I couldn’t post to your site I’m emailing you instead:

“Actually, it didn’t take that long to get through the line. I was pretty much at the end of the line, and got my book signed at around 10:45.”

The comment wasn’t that exciting, but I also wanted to say that I liked your recap of the event. I particularly liked the part about being “in an auditorium of smart people who thought things I thought were funny were funny.” It’s always kind of affirming and humbling at the same time to experience a shared appreciation for something that you thought was your personal find.

Rob
http://www.sinkingships.net/

“Affirming and humbling” is nice, yes.

I’m a little disappointed that we didn’t stick it out; 10:45 wouldn’t have been so late. I’m amazed she went through that line that fast. Perhaps the line was only half as long as it appeared, like if it was full of couples who had one book between the two of them, for instance.

For anyone who doesn’t know, though, I did go with Lisa, who has two small children at home, and because of the train delay it was already getting awfully late. Plus it was a school/work night for both of us. It was best that we just got out of the city when we did. Sometimes I miss being younger and more carefree, and very occasionally I think it might have been fun to go to school in DC (Lisa thinks this a hundred percent; I’m not really on board). Then I get home to the admittedly distant suburb where I live and where I have scads of space for my books, and I think about the fact I met my best friends and found my life’s work at a university with cows, and I think it’s probably better this way.