I think my cheeks are frozen. And my feet are on fire.
Yesterday was the first day of BookExpo Canada. Today is the second day. Today it is 23 C and it is only 8:30. I think it is also 23 C in the Conference Hall. I walked here because I missed the shuttle. My stupid fault. I wanted breakfast from the grocery store instead of cold eggs from the hotel. So I walked. My grown-up clothes are black. All black. Did I mention it is 23 C. I think my core temperature is well above 23 C.
So what did I do yesterday? Mostly I smiled. That’s why my cheeks are frozen. I also wandered around to see what other publishers are doing for Fall. I talked to the fine folks at Princeton University Press, and I’m now wearing my “I’m full of bullshit” button. I also have an 8th edition printing of the book ON BULLSHIT. I love it and have given it out as birthday presents. It’s a little academic essay on bullshit and the difference between bullshit and lies. Liars apparently believe in some sort of truth whereas bullshitters believe they are telling a form of the truth. I’m also reading Seth Godin’s All Marketers Are Liars. I’d rather think of myself as a bullshitter rather than a liar. But I’ll have to finish the book.
It’s 9 bells now, another day begins, another smile, another case of frozen cheeks. Wish me well.