6/20/10

97. Monaco Event


There were over a hundred people at my mid-day event in Monte Carlo. I couldn’t figure it out at first, but Burbank pointed out that it had to do with the blog. Of course! Maybe there is something to this whole social networking after all. I’m such a skeptic luddite, I hadn’t ever given it that much thought. Thank you to Burbank for making such a successful event.

After my reading, I signed some books, but something strange started happening. As I signed, fans asked when the other part of the event would begin. I told them I didn’t know what they were talking about. Little by little, I gathered that they were looking for some kind of poetry reading.

Then it hit me. Burbank had promised to read a poem at this event. Not only is his poetry outstanding, but this would be the first time that he revealed his identity to the public, the public that had been reading the blog and dying to know who this hilarious and insightful Burbank character was.

We gathered everyone back together. Burbank took the stage. Many people gasped. One woman even fainted. But it gets better. Then Burbank read from his yet-to-be-published book of poems. The first poem was called Dentistry Anxiety. Several of the audience members swooned under such beautiful words, and a few had to leave because their hearts couldn’t take such powerful lyrics. I don’t blame them. I couldn’t resist but hug Burbank half way through his last poem. I accidentally knocked him down, ruining the ending of the poem, but I think most people forgave me.

3 comments:

  1. Really? I would have thought his poety would have been rated fourth below the Vogons.

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  2. Oi! Had you been there, you would understand. Click on my name for a sampling of what you missed.

    *B

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  3. Dear Burbank,

    That wasn’t a hug. That was a tackle. One girl started to dry heave during your poem about wart removal.

    --Milo

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