Somewhere there is a pod with my real son in it...

Just a quick note in the midst of the chaos of preparing for Boston this weekend. Suzanne, Eli (my 6 year old) and I had dinner tonight with Priscilla Juvelis and Dan Posnansky. It was our usual "dinner before the monthly Baxter Society meeting." Eli was ridiculously well behaved. As an example, he *waited* for a pause in the coversation (difficult with this group) and asked, "Mrs. Juvelis, how was your fair in New York?"

Clearly he has heard too many dealers having too many of the same conversations *laughing*. He is the first to say that he considers himself a book dealer and this was clearly a question one dealer should ask another. Needless to say, Priscilla was pretty smitten.

Eli then attended the Baxter meeting, in which Don Lindgren spoke on "The Education of a Book Dealer". My son...my six year old...sat through the evening (on the order of a hour and a half, announcements and presentation) AND during the Q&A session asked Don "What is your favorite book in your shop?".

Clearly, there is a pod somewhere with my son in it and I will have to do something, eventually, with this alien. Then again, perhaps the universe regain balance by him running around the Boston show this weekend naked and swinging a machete. Until then, I will just revel in the bizarre goodness that is Thing II.