Monday, March 30, 2015

Launch Party 2: Bigger, Badder, Radder

Sorry, guys.  I'm fresh out of words.  Any that I didn't use up myself were burned and blown away.  I blame you for this.

Because y'all were all

and I was like

and then we totally 

And everything after that is a happy, hazy, thoroughly ecstatic blur.

But here's the whole story, lovingly chronicled by people more articulate and sober than I:

(By the way, are you guys following Jenny Hanniver yet?  If not, act now!  She makes hashtags!  She live-tweets!  She lights up a room, does asphalt beat-downs in two-inch heels, and is a vital part of this balanced book-launch!)

Anyway, you get the general idea.  There's good times, great times, and then there's times so amazing you spend the whole drive home second-guessing yourself and thinking about all the little screwups and jackass stuff you said, and this was one of those.  Big, big love to all y'all, whether you were there in body or in spirit.  You KILLED it.

--So for example, if the book is shelved between "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very-Bad Day" and Irvine Welsh's "Porno"...
--I want to read it!


  1. Awesome! I'm sorry I didn't make it, but it looks like you had a fantastic turnout and a great time. Congratulations!

    1. It's all good, Annie - thank you for keeping the world turning while we were turning up the bass! (And don't worry - fabulous as you are, a party can never be too far behind!)

  2. Rockstar status man! How can one live up to that. >_^

    1. One can launch her book to GREAT fanfare and applause, confident in the knowledge that she has achieved a longstanding dream and a huge career milestone, and not give two figs what anybody else did or didn't do! It's all you, dudette!