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Another Tuesday and here I am working on another blog.
I was serious when I said I was putting together a book club an so far I have had two people jump on to my booky bandwagon. Jess sent me an email saying she would like to play along and Matt made comments in the same vein - although Matt is only going to come if I serve deep fried, bacon-wrapped sausages. I am sure his heart will stop after the third meeting, so maybe we shouldn't count on him being around too long. Keep your eyes peeled for the details on the book club, I will get some more details finalized and we can kick it off in the coming weeks. If you are interested, feel free to shoot me an note. (events@olssons.com)
Speaking of Tuesday, you all know next Tuesday is Fat Tuesday right? Not being a Catholic, it is just an excuse to do things in excess for me. I am certain most of you will be out standing on balconies, pouring back daiquiris and throwing strings of beads at unsuspecting passers by. If you are not of the "must-get-hammered-then-take-40-days-off" set, you should come out to our Lansburgh store and hang out with me and Susan Arnout Smith. You might remember Susan from our contest we had a couple weeks back. One lucky person has won their very own author for a night. What that person may not know is they also won an Event Coordinator for the night. Susan and I come as a package deal. -- Did you really think I was going to send a California author into a East Coaster's house without some sort of back up? Seriously? Okay, I thought about it, then my conscience kicked in and the memory of the last two authors I sent out unescorted came up. Have you noticed that James Patterson is writing with someone all the time? Yeah, sorry about that. We lost him in Adams Morgan. I had to sign a non-disclosure on the other one, can't talk about it legally, sorry.
Sorry, I got off track there for a bit. Fat Tuesday. We will be hosting Susan on Tuesday in the store, then on Ash Wednesday (the 6th for those of you without the decoder on your calendar) She and I will go out to the book group location and (hopefully) drink tea with a new book group. Hooray! I will keep you all informed as to how things turn out. If it works out the way I hope it will, we will do more events like this. If you want to have an author come visit your book group, but you forgot to click the contest link. Shame on you. It is like the lottery, you can't win if you don't play. Playing our game doesn't cost you a buck either, it is totally free!
If you forgot to enter (or entered but didn't win) and are looking for something to do on Wednesday night. I have something cool for you. Have you heard of the Believer? What about Wholphin? Maybe McSweeney's? If you have, you are of the Hipster Set and will probably be out at our Dupont location on the 6th anyway. If you like to think of yourself as a hipster but all those words slipped past you without ringing a bell, then you need to come out and take Hipster 051:Remedial Hipster. McSweeney's events are few and far between and are a laugh riot all the time. All the cool kids will be there and they will be winning temp tattoos and maybe seeing a guy swallow a sword. For more McSweeney Goodness check out
If you are over on the Fun Side of the Potomac, there is a cool event for you too. Stephen Budiansky is going to talk about his book, The Bloody Shirt. You all remember that little thing that happened in 1867? After the South surrendered? No? It was a pretty rough time with over 3,000 Americans being killed by terrorist violence. If you thought that sort of stuff only happened in "other places", think again and look back to the way we acted then.
In all, this should be a good week for anyone who hates reality television, re-runs, and sitting at home. Get out there and interact with your community! Who knows, the person next to you at the Olsson's event might be the future love of your life. They might be the person that cyber-stalks you until you cancel your Facebook and your Myspace pages too, but you wont know unless you go out. Face it, your Myspace page needs updating anyway. That picture of you all orange from the fake tan, pooching your lips out and throwing up the West coast hand signs? Really. Take it down. Everyone laughs at you.
I was serious when I said I was putting together a book club an so far I have had two people jump on to my booky bandwagon. Jess sent me an email saying she would like to play along and Matt made comments in the same vein - although Matt is only going to come if I serve deep fried, bacon-wrapped sausages. I am sure his heart will stop after the third meeting, so maybe we shouldn't count on him being around too long. Keep your eyes peeled for the details on the book club, I will get some more details finalized and we can kick it off in the coming weeks. If you are interested, feel free to shoot me an note. (events@olssons.com)
Speaking of Tuesday, you all know next Tuesday is Fat Tuesday right? Not being a Catholic, it is just an excuse to do things in excess for me. I am certain most of you will be out standing on balconies, pouring back daiquiris and throwing strings of beads at unsuspecting passers by. If you are not of the "must-get-hammered-then-take-40-days-off" set, you should come out to our Lansburgh store and hang out with me and Susan Arnout Smith. You might remember Susan from our contest we had a couple weeks back. One lucky person has won their very own author for a night. What that person may not know is they also won an Event Coordinator for the night. Susan and I come as a package deal. -- Did you really think I was going to send a California author into a East Coaster's house without some sort of back up? Seriously? Okay, I thought about it, then my conscience kicked in and the memory of the last two authors I sent out unescorted came up. Have you noticed that James Patterson is writing with someone all the time? Yeah, sorry about that. We lost him in Adams Morgan. I had to sign a non-disclosure on the other one, can't talk about it legally, sorry.
Sorry, I got off track there for a bit. Fat Tuesday. We will be hosting Susan on Tuesday in the store, then on Ash Wednesday (the 6th for those of you without the decoder on your calendar) She and I will go out to the book group location and (hopefully) drink tea with a new book group. Hooray! I will keep you all informed as to how things turn out. If it works out the way I hope it will, we will do more events like this. If you want to have an author come visit your book group, but you forgot to click the contest link. Shame on you. It is like the lottery, you can't win if you don't play. Playing our game doesn't cost you a buck either, it is totally free!
If you forgot to enter (or entered but didn't win) and are looking for something to do on Wednesday night. I have something cool for you. Have you heard of the Believer? What about Wholphin? Maybe McSweeney's? If you have, you are of the Hipster Set and will probably be out at our Dupont location on the 6th anyway. If you like to think of yourself as a hipster but all those words slipped past you without ringing a bell, then you need to come out and take Hipster 051:Remedial Hipster. McSweeney's events are few and far between and are a laugh riot all the time. All the cool kids will be there and they will be winning temp tattoos and maybe seeing a guy swallow a sword. For more McSweeney Goodness check out If you are over on the Fun Side of the Potomac, there is a cool event for you too. Stephen Budiansky is going to talk about his book, The Bloody Shirt. You all remember that little thing that happened in 1867? After the South surrendered? No? It was a pretty rough time with over 3,000 Americans being killed by terrorist violence. If you thought that sort of stuff only happened in "other places", think again and look back to the way we acted then.
In all, this should be a good week for anyone who hates reality television, re-runs, and sitting at home. Get out there and interact with your community! Who knows, the person next to you at the Olsson's event might be the future love of your life. They might be the person that cyber-stalks you until you cancel your Facebook and your Myspace pages too, but you wont know unless you go out. Face it, your Myspace page needs updating anyway. That picture of you all orange from the fake tan, pooching your lips out and throwing up the West coast hand signs? Really. Take it down. Everyone laughs at you.
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