Exclamation marks! Loud noises!

Last month, I entered this contest to see J.K. Rowling at Carnegie Hall. The prize? Two tickets to see her read, answer questions, and sign books. This will be her only public event, and tickets couldn’t be bought, they could only be won.

I also entered Mike, because he’s been kind of lucky lately.

And it’s a good thing I did, because HE WON. HE WON. WE ARE GOING TO SEE J.K. ROWLING NEXT MONTH.

. . . Sorry, I keep getting loud every time I talk about it. We are clearly an excellent team, because I entered and he won. That’s a binding contract, right? He can’t try to take someone else, can he? He keeps threatening to take someone else.

We had a big night last night, seeing Wait, Wait . . . Don’t Tell Me at Wake Forest. I continued with my stalking of public radio figures by having my picture taken with both Mo Rocca and Roy Blount, Jr.

Mo had on a really sparkly shirt. Really. Sparkly. This picture does not accurately show how sparkly it was.

Dwight also had his picture taken with Carl. Apparently Dwight loves public radio. Who knew?

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