Well, so, I am about to fall over. Right over. I just got asked to be on the weekend All Things Considered, and read them a ghost story.
They found them on Metafilter, because one of you was kind enough to stick them up there.
I am so excited and thrilled and unsure about which one is best to read.
Ha, whew. How weird.
Edited to Add: Okay, I have more details, the most important of which is that I will get bumped if anything more interesting than me happens. If you read me, you know that is a very low bar to set, so I’m going to have to ask that everyone who reads this first tape everyone around you into their seats and then tape yourself into your seat. Don’t talk to anyone, don’t do anything, and, for gods’ sake, don’t tell anyone at NPR about the strange rash of people being taped into their seats.
Then we must all keep our fingers crossed that everyone else in the world decides this would be a good weekend to do totally normal things.
They’ve got some ideas about which stories they want me to read but they’ll let me know later today. I will then practice reading it out loud. Then I’ll go tomorrow to WPLN to read them to Guy Raz.
And then nothing interesting can happen, at all.
My Dad’s so cute. He’s all like, “The important thing is that they asked you and I got to tell your Uncle.”