thursday at PR

Life in a hotel is weird, weird. There are never enough towels, the temperature is off by three degrees, but ear plugs are your best friend. I slept so much better last night, and it was a miracle.

Opening dinner was entertaining. Borders gave us all audio book copies of Order of the Phoenix, the barbecue pork ribs were falling off the bone divine and the cornbread muffins made me want to cry. I've never been able to make cornbread that good.

I purchased a hat. A big, furry hat. People keep trying to pet my head. I also inhaled/ate a piece of almond toffee brittle.

Last night, one of the guys from Draco and the Malfoys sang "Ninety Nine Deatheaters." It was pretty damn cool.

HAT

This is the actual hat I purchased yesterday. It is the awesome.