I was on a surgical strike mission to the motherland (for
those that don’t know me – I means I was on a quick visit back to Jersey, where
I grew up and not planning on invading Canada.). I was visiting my parents but
more importantly I was there to celebrate my Grandmom’s 98th birthday.
Yes, you can all wish her happy birthday.
It was such a quick visit (Friday night to Sunday Monday)
that the airlines couldn’t keep up. Our lost bag was never delivered. We had to
pick it up at the airport on the way home.
That is a whole other story for another time. For me, there was some stress but I did have
a change of clothes in my backpack. For the
dear loving wife, who had no such backpack, she had no such clothes and more stress.
While visiting on this quick trip, Dad asked if I was
planning on getting Greg Gutfled’s auto.
Not knowing who he was, my answer was ‘no’. Dad mentioned he was doing a
book tour and was surprised I didn’t know about.
You never want to disappoint mom and dad. They truly think I
am plugged into every event out there. They think if I can’t get it, it can’t be
had. The sad truth is I’m a
neophyte. I’m still on the learning
curve and it’s still steep. I miss a lot
because I’m clueless. Or I’m too busy. Or I was at the wrong place at the wrong
time.
After I was safely back home (the airlines did not lose the
luggage this time), I was doing the normal autograph thing that autograph hounds
do. I was reading message boards, looking
over favorite links, reading Twits from celebs, etc. Then I saw it: Greg Gutfled was to sign at a local
B&N. How about that?
I didn’t get to the signing too early. The line was already
a100 people deep. When Greg got there, instead of doing a short talk or taking questions
from the crowd, he announced he would just answer the questions he always gets
asked.
He voiced carried and everyone could hear him. Throughout the signing he constantly chattered
and let everyone listen in. It was actually nice. And if I remember correctly –
he said he really did hate that dog. (I imagine dad is now nodding his head with
a knowing smile). He also had a photographer take pictures of everyone. While I really don’t care about the photo
ops, it’s nice as a rhythm gets established and the lines moves quickly.
Once I was done, I left. As I was driving away I saw his
tour bus. Just like a tourist I took a photo.
AH
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