Chicago pt. 2

This afternoon, Eric and I spoke at Columbia. There might have been 75 people packed into the room, and some of them were sitting on the floor. I thought yesterday's went well, but today's was way better--probably one of our best college talks in recent memory. I don't know if it's because there were a lot of hardcore GR readers or because we felt like had to elevate our game for the journalism students, but everything seemed to click. (Maybe it's because we got more than three hours of sleep?)

You can see the cover of GR47 on Eric's laptop.

Afterward, enough of us made the journey to Chinatown to warrant a large table with a lazy susan. Nice. I forgot to take a business card, but everyone agreed that it's one of best places around. Tim picked a super spicy, savory selection, so everyone drank tons of tea and water.

Film fest art show curator, new friend, and hardcore GR reader.

Longtime friend of GR, awesome bowler, and film fest dude.

Film fest honcho, friend of the fest, and filmmaker.

Crap, I skipped Eric! I snapped a picture of him outside, though, even if he's undercover like an Eskimo.

It was actually darker than this.

Tim drove off with the director to attend her screening, and the rest of us went across the street to a new tea joint to drink off the spice. It was a Hong Kong-style place with a million flavors of tea and thick toast with sweet toppings. Some people at other tables were doing homework. The dudes in the center of the photo were playing go.

She's not talking about what you think.

Eric surrounded by ladies.

Now that the talks are over, we have nothing planned for a day and a half and I'm not sure what's going to happen. Maybe some bowling, probably some exploring, and definitely more food...