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Worchester, Ma — Pronounced Woosta. (Just roll with it…)

June 22nd, 2004 · No Comments

So, I watched School of Rock on my computer on the plane up from Miami to Boston — if you like Jack Black, it’s a rental, sort of Bad News Bears meets AC/DC, but cute. If you don’t like Jack Black, get far, far away from it. A whole exit row to myself… It was just swell….

My media escort, Jim, was, for thirty years, a Shakespearean scholar, documentary film maker, and English teacher at a prep school, who, because his wife was sick, had to drive me around (it’s her business). I assume this is because he did something really heinous in a previous life and karma is presenting him with a difficult lesson that only I can teach.

Anyway, he showed me Walden Pond and Ralph Waldo Emerson’s house and Edith Wharton’s house and the bridge where the shot was heard round the world and the Boston Turnpike, which is where Thoreau walked when he needed to go to Cambridge to get a Snickers bar, and even though it was dark and I couldn’t see what he was pointing at, I’m sure all of those things were very historical. I felt enlightened and worldly.

People at the Worchester event were great! The best event so far. Lots of newbies who just took a risk and bought the books even though they’d never heard of me, as well as people who had read everything. Overall a great crowd, including another soldier who did two tours in Iraq, passing my books around the guys in his unit.

The pictures are going to be a little late gettng posted for this one. I forgot my camera and the lovely folks at Tatuniuk Book Store are going to e-mail me theirs.

On to Dartmouth tomorrow. Peace.

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