When Roni met Neil Gaiman.
Well It's been a long time and I still don't really want to talk about what's up with me yet, it's good just in flux, so I'll repost a story most of you don't know.
I had a similarly motivated, if far less funny Neil Gaiman freakout. He was doing a reading at a Borders in Monroeville , PA. We were right next to the cafe and they were going about their business with the espresso maker. PSSHHHHHHH! WHAPWHAP WHAP! FInally he stops, and what I later recognize as rhetorically, asks "Are they mining back there?" I was so very very excited, see, I used to work at a bookstore coffee bar and Neil Gaiman wanted to know something and I COULD HELP! I began waving my hand in the air wildly, like a 3rd grader that desperately has to pee and explained, incomprehensibly fast and jumbled exactly how an espresso machine worked and they were beating on the counter to shake loose the grounds. Neil was classy enough to simply look baffled and thank me while I turned beet red and he continued reading.
I had a similarly motivated, if far less funny Neil Gaiman freakout. He was doing a reading at a Borders in Monroeville , PA. We were right next to the cafe and they were going about their business with the espresso maker. PSSHHHHHHH! WHAPWHAP WHAP! FInally he stops, and what I later recognize as rhetorically, asks "Are they mining back there?" I was so very very excited, see, I used to work at a bookstore coffee bar and Neil Gaiman wanted to know something and I COULD HELP! I began waving my hand in the air wildly, like a 3rd grader that desperately has to pee and explained, incomprehensibly fast and jumbled exactly how an espresso machine worked and they were beating on the counter to shake loose the grounds. Neil was classy enough to simply look baffled and thank me while I turned beet red and he continued reading.