Despite what I said/wrote yesterday about doing something that I couldn’t do outside of New York, I will be making a public appearance at CompUSA, on Fifth Avenue (between 37th and 38th) this morning, around 10:30! (It is, indeed, a woman’s prerogative to change her mind — and yes, even though a test I took on TheSpark.com told me that “You are DEFINITELY a MAN”, I still like to consider myself a chick/dame/broad/skirt).
For those of you who haven’t actually met me yet, well … you’ll recognize me. I look exactly like the little drawing at the top of this page. I probably won’t be wearing a black turtleneck, though, because it’s so #@$% hot out (and no, I can’t stand this weather — it’s fine for May, but it’s January, damn it, and it’s just not right) … but you may still be able to pick me out of the crowd. I’ll be the severed head propped up on a card table.
See you there! (But don’t stare. It’s not polite.)