A LOVELY DAY
The air tonight was perfect. Cool, but not chilly.
Began my day with Chayyei Sarah. But not in the usual virtual way--today is different. We sit at the outside cafe area at a bagel shop on the Upper West Side, and have bagels and coffee. (OK, the coffee was just this New York writer--the Israeli had water.) We schmooze like the old friends we've become through the magic of the blogosphere, and the hours fly by.
Then it's back to "the office," where I work through my interview questions and draft an outline for my next singles column about Jewtopia, the new comedic import from L.A. that's breaking records even before it finishes previews.
I head back to midtown in rush hour and fight my way to West 43rd Street to the Westside Theater. It's at this point that I realize that I've been way overdressed all day. I peel layers, and meet with Sam Wolfson and Bryan Fogel, the writers, actors and producers of Jewtopia. They're clever, intelligent and fun; I enjoy the inside look at their creative process, and fall a little bit in love.
I walk a few extra blocks to a subway stop that's a bit further away, so I can be a part of the human parade of midtown. I'm vaguely aware that I'm smiling.
Home again. Then, checking in with one of my favorite Blogheads, I see that Miriam has posted her long-awaited article about women bloggers in which she mentions both my blog and that of my brunch partner.
And now, the glory that is the Presidential debate. Except for that last detail, a pretty terrific day. And a fairly self-indulgent post. But I guess it happens to the best of us.