So I woke up this morning and thought, “You know what would be fun? A scavenger hunt would be fun! I bet my readers would love for today’s post to be interactive.”
(In truth, I woke up at 5:00am, then again at 5:55, then again to the sound of my alarm at 6:00 at which point I decided to sleep till 7:00, then I abandoned that plan around 6:30 and said “To hell with it! I’ll sleep on the plane.” Which I won’t actually do because I need to prepare my PowerPoint on the plane but whatever, I’ll sleep at and/or during the conference. Not during my paper of course—that would be bad—but if there are any really boring ones, you can bet I’ll be back at my hotel, luxuriating in the fact that I have a king-sized bed all to myself. Actually, I won’t do this either—this weekend is for networking, and for scholarship, at least that’s how I’ve justified the expense to myself— and I’m more looking forward to jumping on my king-sized bed than sleeping in it.)
But where we? Right. The scavenger hunt.
I can feel your anticipation building.
It’s gonna be awesome.
I’m too brain dead to think of a clue that rhymes and for this scavenger hunt you don’t actually have to leave your chair. All you have to do is click here sometime after 4:30pm EST, at which point you’ll be directed to my newest column over at City’s Best for a few more tantalizing hints about my date with a certain Bovary-reading bachelor. Then you have to leave a comment. (Or else you get disqualified from the scavenger hunt.) Then you have to come back here tomorrow for My Single Male Friend Friday and again on Saturday when I promise, conference or no conference, to finally spill the beans about Monday’s date at Fork.
Got it? Okay, on your mark, get set, go!