Thursday, March 20, 2014
Whenever I'm in Chicago, I spend a lot of time in Evanston and always fully expect to run into Joseph Epstein there, to recognize him, and to successfully waylay him. This has never once happened in the approximately 10 years since I first decided it would, but I remain entirely convinced that it will each time I walk down Church Street. If Phoebe can repeatedly run into Woody Allen in Manhattan, I'd think that the odds are in my favor here, given the relative diminuitiveness of both the city and the fame of the target in question.
Posted by Miss Self-Important at 2:23 PM