great pics and all but how is this thread 7 pages long
"Believing in something makes it happen. If you can achieve anything, then you can achieve your dreams and they can happen." - Connor Ratliff
"Some days, you feel like the world is against you. And everyone around you seems so mean and ugly. There are times I just burn with hate. In those times... I am ugly, too. I don't want to hate. I want to be kind, and waken the kindness in others." - Amy Jellicoe
As the website says, the event began with a musical performance from a guy from Big Scary, a Melbourne band that's pretty good.
Mr H showed us a clip from a Hitchcock film to make a point about bewildered children.
In many many ways, his sermon was almost identical to this speech he gave in Cincinnati. This bugged me because, though I love that speech, I was hoping for a lot of new stuff.
Here are three stories imparted to Melbourne today that I'm sure are familiar to you: 1) the-hotel-room-in-Atlanta-had-a-note-pinned-to-the-wall-saying-I'm-going-to-kill-you, B) the letter from a young lady called Brandi who is "always curious when something happens", III) the Dear Abby letter from the busy mother who fell downstairs with her infant son "Carl". In fact, in the speech I linked to Daniel discusses very real eagle-related dangers, and this is what he looked like describing them today. (Less blurry in real life, though.) He also left out the "behavioural philosopher" gag, boo hiss.
?4: A murder on a train turns out to have been committed by someone not on the train. Dunno if we have that piece of info yet, but meh.
To finish,we had another song (very pretty), then (dun dun DUN) the signing. At the signing, I was hilarious. This won't surprise any of you, naturally, but I'm proud of amusing Handler. I got WAP, 29MOTSP and my ancient cd of The Tragic Treasury signed. When I presented this eclectic mix, he said "look at what we have here. My word." I said "mine too," then gestured at the books and said "mostly your words, though". Bedum tsss. I remarked that I was one of yesterday's huggers (good name for a band, I just realised), and he said he remembered, having been there. I said that I thought maybe he had had lots of hugs, and he said no, mostly handshakes. BSam, he asked after you. What a dear.
That's all for now, and I have typed this out twice and Daniel is probably well and truly at the airport by now, and arrrgh I have no idea how I lost the first one but anyhoo.
Thank you once again for all of your efforts during Mr. Handler's Australian experiences, Lemona; I haven't been around to comment upon many of the most recent ones, but I've enjoyed looking over them now.