My writing hero was in the Bay Area tonight as part of a lecture series, and I got to go with our longtime friend, Marti!
Before seeing Jennifer Weiner, Marti and I went to a restaurant called Flights in adorable downtown Campbell for dinner. We enjoyed tiny trios of mojitos, Ahi tuna (the poke was my favorite), and Angus beef sliders (oh, the crispy onions). It was all exquisite!
Marti and I had super front-row balcony seats. Jennifer was hilarious and shared many personal stories, including bits from her memoir, which I’ve been re-reading and “audiobooking.” She told a great joke that only Jews would get — and Marti and I were apparently the only ones in the theater. She thanked us, and I just about died!
I desperately hoped that, by some miracle, I would get to meet the writer who has had such an influence on my life. I wrote her a card sharing what she’s meant to me, and arranged it in a bag with my fresh homemade cookies and a handmade paper peony. Sadly, we didn’t get to meet her. But the theater manager gave my gift to Jennifer’s people and now I pray it makes it back to her. In any case, I had an amazing night!
Today’s #OneGoodThing was spending a fantastic night with my dear friend and seeing my writing hero in person!
Day 43 of 365. And Day 774 in a row (here’s the first 366 & the following 365)!
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Please tell us the joke! If I don’t get it, I’ll ask you to explain. Here’s a joke that cannot be told, it can only be read: There are only 10 types of people in the world: those who understand binary notation, and those who don’t.
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Nice joke, Bert! Ok, so Jennifer Weiner was talking about the time when her mother went to Florida to tell her 80-something-year-old mother that she was now a lesbian. The trip took place during Passover. And Jennifer’s joke was that her mother wanted to make sure it was a night from all other nights. It’s a phrase that comes up A LOT in the Passover seder, as we discuss the many ways this night is different from all other nights. It was hilarious – and my Jewish friend and I cracked up!!! But we were the only ones! So Jennifer called out thanks to the Jews in attendance who got the joke!
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