I am pleased, too, that the piece mentions that Eve likes the Smiths (she also likes comic books, like most good people, and once praised a history book by comparing its goodness to chocolate shaped like Sophia Loren with a cameo by Iron Man).
Perhaps fittingly, while I was with the PoR folk, my vaguely Eve-like ex Dawn Eden was co-hosting a 60s-music dance party elsewhere in DC (which my friend Paul Taylor attended, noting a prevalence of mod scooter-riding chicks), such events being the sort of thing Dawn used to find time for with greater frequency back before turning Catholic. Like Eve and a few other people I know, Dawn may have finally decided it is possible to resolve the logical paradox of something being hip and square at the same time.
Thanks, Todd! Just for the record, I wasn’t co-hosting the Wag, but I did invite a bunch of pals down. Wish you and Helen could have made it!
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