I was feeling kinda worn out after New York, where I may have given things a bit too much of a nudge. The Senator settled me down into the Presidential Suite where I rested while he worked the phones on behalf with the book lovers of the city. I'm thinking Random should hire him as publicity consultant as his arm twisting skills with the readin' public seemed to be considerable.
A good gig was had by all, and we repaired to a local high end noshery where of course I had the steak. It was qite beautiful, so tender that I only needed to wave the knife over it and perfectly medium rare chunks would away.
I'm in Seattle now, having finished my uni bookshop gig, which was also good fun. CraigWAs mate Dave and his family took me out for curry afterwards and I've just got back to my hotel, which is somewhat swish. A room so big and well appointed I think I could live here.
Tomorrow I'll sign books and do the Underground tour.