I have much to report on the Daly City reading, but I am currently incapacitated by a violent allergic reaction to yellow acacia. It's un-pretty. Still, I have worked up enough energy to tell you this: for reasons unclear to me, I fled in fear from the Filipino Channel reporter who requested an interview with each of us. I think it was the size of the camera.
As I left the room, I fancied I was J. Lo at the Golden Globes, refusing all questions with a haughty turn of her overly-coiffed head. Uh-huh. I really did that.
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