Hello everyone, sorry for the incommunicado. This week has been just as crazy as during finals though for more good reasons.
PMBR yesterday was funny. We spent two hours, putzing along, taking our time through Contracts, and then the instructor realized that we were running short of time. So we covered a bunch of things in 1.0 hour that likely should have taken at least 1.5 if not 2.0 hours. But she did have to tell us some stories about Beverly Hills and some twisted hypotheticals, that are made twice as long because she keeps asking if we've heard them, yes? well, I'll refresh your memories anyway.....thanks.
Her mommy and daddy showed up too. They decided to sit in the midddle of a row, during a lecture, then get up during the lecture, and come back during a different part of the lecture. So polite. The instructor did get points for shutting down the one person that asks a hella lotta dumb ass questions. My favorite though was concerning the mail box rule (my personal favorite), and we were told that it rarely applies and can be easily gotten around. It concerns sending an offer and acceptance via the postal mail service. So, the girl's question was, does it also count for faxes? Not to be too mean, but I paid a hella lotta money for this, and do not want to hear this woman ask dumb ass questions.
Well, I stayed downtown after PMBR and met up with Steve, got a couple of drinks and went to church to hear Chuck Palahunickakaiaick (author of Fight Club and Portland native) speak. Steve has a special unedited, British edition of his newest, "The Guts Effect" and we had Chuck sign it "you fuckin' bastard, Chuck Pallajdklsdjkdkjck." It was a lively event, he's an interesting storyteller. He handed out teriyaki beef air freshners to open while he was speaking, as he was telling a story about "Hot Pot" - where folks boil to death in hot springs. It was lovely to smell beef while hearing of flesh falling off of bones. I'm wondering if he got the idea from Hot Pot City, on 1st avenue. It's nice to hear a famous author speak in his hometown, which also happens to be your hometown (albeit adopted HT). He also handed out severed arms and legs and some meat bathmats. It was quite an event.
Well, back to the grind. I've got 50 questions to get through before noon.
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That's hilarious about Chucky P! I have an autographed copy of Survivor. (whoopdie-doo!)
My friend went to a reading of his at Powell's a couple years ago. She said that he decided to offend every one in his audience by telling raunchy jokes.
Yeah, he was pretty fuckin offensive. The thing about signings, i just don't have the five hours it normally takes to wait. If I'm gonna go, I want the signature to be something that no one else has, at all, otherwise I can just get it for $10 more than the cover price, on line and some other schmoe had to wait.
He was a great speaker though, gross and offensive.
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