Wodehouse

Sometimes life works out the way you actually thought it would. Case in point: I will be discussing (with my bookclub) P.G. Wodehouse in Prospect Park this July!


Not too much to add to that, other than to say that living in New York, lounging in my neighborhood park, and reading P.G. Wodehouse is pretty much exactly what I assumed (when I was in college), or hoped, that I'd be doing once I hit my twenties.

Hmm, I suppose it would have been possible for me to have aimed a little higher?