Let’s see….Hiroshi/Nae had everyone in stitches. After a lot of picture taking and autograph signing, I was pretty zonked. So I skipped the after-party downtown, got in my PJ’s and zzzzzz…..
Until some drunk people woke me up in the hallway. It wasn’t a terrific night’s sleep; I was up around 6:45 am. By the time I journaled, checked email, got dressed, etc. it was already 9. Where does the morning go?
We drove to Newman’s Own Organics Spelt Pretzels:
And a banana I grabbed yesterday from the festival’s hospitality lounge:
“How is ‘spelt’ spelt?” Abe just asked me.
He and Julius took naps but I’m a bit too wired to sleep. I don’t know what to do with myself, actually. I had planned on seeing a movie at the festival this afternoon but I don’t think it’s going to work out time-wise between now and when I have to get gussied up. Maybe I’ll try reading and meditating or something. But I’ll probably just end up surfing the net and looking at food blogs.
Speaking of which…check out my interview on Angie’s site!