12.16.2013

journalists yakking

Put a bunch of writers together and you get a lot of talk. When they share a lot of history at a magazine (Life), you get even more than usual. It was a very long lunch—like, eleven hours. So if I did not take your birthday call, well, sorry!
And, yes, Elvis was there too. In fact, Elvis is everywhere.


4 comments :

Plaine said...

It’s only write ‘n roll
But I like it

From the Corner Booth said...


Writer 1: Hey, we agreed. No arm wrestling.
Writer 2: Yeah, ‘specially at the table.
Writer 3: We bin here almost elevin hours, whud’re they gunna do, throw us out?

Writer 4: God I hope we get a cab, it’s freakin’ SNOWIN’!...on my camo pumps!!! Yo, girly waitress, yeah you Princess!! We ain’t comin’ back t’ this dump neither!!

Writers 1, 2, 3, 4: Hmmph. We’ll get a cab. They hafta stop y’know. Law.

Claudia said...

They pretty much did throw us out! But they love us anyway: We tip well. No cabs to be had, though, so hiked to the No. 1 train and continued at my place.

D.R. said...

Looks like a fun time. I love a bar with paneling. I'm sure you know what I mean. :)