It'd been a long day--flying into Seattle last night at 11 PM, out the door at 10 AM to visit stores, including (but not limited to) my new best friends Fran at the Seattle Mystery Bookshop and Erin at Barnes and Noble, where, if you type in Attack of the Theater People, up pops my book and that other frolicsome farce, Mein Kampf.
Who knew Mein Kampf was German for "Jazz Hands?"
Anyway, went straight to doing a book singing with pianist Rich Gray at Elliott Bay Book Company. No one got hurt, so a good time was had by all, but I was wiped afterwards. So, when my friends asked me if I wanted to go out for a drink, I did something I never do, and said "no."
Instead, I went back to my SUITE at the Alexis Hotel, ordered room service and sat in front of the fireplace.
SWEEEEET.
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