Chicago: pancakes and babies and doggies
Super happy to be home, though I had a great time in Chicago. Thanks to all the folks who came out to all the events and to the Incredible Zulk for a charming pizza party on Friday night.
The second place moment of the whole week (I am saving the first for another day) took place as I sat in O’Hare Airport. I was exhausted and sick after too many days of imbibing/running around. And then who should walk up but Jersey Shore’s very own SNOOKI. She sat down next to me! You guys, Snooki has MAGICAL HEALING POWERS. All of a sudden I was alert and happy, busily tweeting and status updating about Snooki. The color returned to my cheeks. My stomach no longer hurt. My head stopped throbbing. SNOOKI CAN HEAL.
For the record, I thought she was pretty cute. As tan as her skin is, it is clear and lovely. She was a tiny little glitzy glamorous doll. And she can cure the common cold. So no one can knock Snooki on my watch.
