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So the people at my table last night were grad student poets. And a couple of critical theory students. OH. MY. GOD. The poor bastards.

I’ve just arrived in Calgary for Wordfest and am pleased to report that the hotel is very nice. It’s so nice that I’ve put my clothes away in the bureau provided in the hopes that they’ll soak up some class while they are in there.

Unlike Apprentice contestants, Alice is quite happy inside the box.

Sometimes people say, “Hey, Susan. Why did you marry James? I mean, besides his chiseled jaw, hair that falls just so, raw athleticism, stylish witticisms, massive brain, kindness to small animals and his uncanny ability to sooth inconsolable children?”

I am one of those people who resists technology out of pure pretentiousness. I didn’t get a cell phone for years because I didn’t want to be “one of those people who has a cell phone.”