Thanks to the brave few of you who penned questions for Ask a Dilettante last week. You’ve made my life easier, for the next few columns at least. As for the rest of you, if you find yourself having a stupid, drunken conversation with someone and a ridiculous question arises, write it down and email it to me after the hangover clears.
I guess my life is complicated right now. I know this because, well, I’m living my life. But also because I’m listening to Yes again. All the time. I always seem to do that when my brain is in over-drive. And I’ve written about it before, so I won’t belabor the point.
There’s a pending third production of stuffed animal play in NYC. I was worried (for about five seconds) about having the play produced for a third time in that city in a nine-month period, but then I remembered that, like, 80 million people live there.
OH – 80 million reminds me of something that happened in a meeting yesterday. One of my dear coworkers was talking about a couple that is having a huge house built on two of the big lots in River Oaks. She said it was going to be 800,000 square feet. And she seriously believed that was what they were going to build. 800,000 SQUARE FEET. That’s the size of a huge warehouse that makes a lot of cheese. Or tractors. Or something. I gently (not really) suggested that perhaps she meant 8,000 square feet, which is still a lot of feet. I don’t think she ever grasped just how big that amount was.