The Book Tour Diaries, Las Vegas

Dear So and So,
You know you’re on a book tour when it’s 8am and you say to yourself, I need a drink.

But realizing that a statement like that could be miscontrued into your whole fanbase thinking you have a drinking problem, you quickly revise (even though it’s an internal dialogue), and say…I need to play Pai Gow.

But then you have to re-edit again because your boyfriend gave you some weekend cash on the semi-serious note that it should not be spent on Pai Gow, or Bacarrat, but he didn’t say anything about poker…hmm…and he did eventually say, oh go ahead and gamble but I get 50%. RE EDIT: I need a doughnut?

Why the dramas? My 87 Volvo broke down last night 24 miles from Vegas. I had just started to see the lights of the city. Not the ones at Primm or Stateline, where if you’ve never driven to Vegas, you THINK that you’re seeing the lights of Vegas, but you’re really not.




Anyway, the adult movie on the TV at the Best Western finally lulled me to sleep at 2am, and now I’m up frantically preparing for my event, which I didn’t even tell you about.

SATURDAY Oct 22, 2005
Las Vegas Library
10:30 – 11:45 Poker on TV? Gambling as a Spectator Sport

Panel discussion with Peter Alson, Nolan Dalla, David Schwartz
Moderator: Jen Leo

Reed Whipple Cultural Center – A
1:30 – 2:30 Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle K

Pop Culture Commentary with Chris Epting, Glenn Gaslin, Jen Leo
Moderator: TBA

Anyway, I just talked to the shop, and they said it should be fixed today for $300. Timing belt. Susan got the brunt of my scared-of-the-dark issues last night. I would’ve called her a witch for having drinks without me but she was being a gem for letting me call her in the middle of the night to vent, and then hang up because I was nearly out of juice, and then calling back, only to immediately hang up after 30 seconds because I was still worried the phone would run out before AAA got there. Which it didn’t.

If you want to know who hit on me on my drive to Vegas…read the JenLeoLIVE!

If you’re in Vegas, look for me. I’ll be the one hauling around three bags of junk, a hair straightner, black boots, and a box of books.

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