I have to be honest though, when the storm hit yesterday afternoon and Twitter informed me that Brooklyn was flooding , I was a teensy bit worried. Would people come out despite the weather? But I grabbed my umbrella, hopped on the train, and hoped for a decent turnout. Well, serves me right for doubting your superhero queer abilities.
What to wear? I stood in front of my bookcase as if it were a closet, trying on titles for size. Too popular. Too obscure. Too intense. I was headed to a literary speed dating event, which differs from normal speed dating in that every participant is supposed to bring a book as an icebreaker. Paul, the question game in Rosencrantz
For a wonder, there were an equal number of women and men. Unlike last year. Gaggles are collectives of geese! Geese are mean! I also really like the mental image of Strand employees prowling through the stacks and collaring unsuspecting guys, luring them upstairs to make up the numbers.
Come down on Tuesday and do the damn thing with us. Check out the events page to buy your tickets now. Join the FB event page for funsies.