I’m not sure if I knew that fantasy author David Eddings lived in Carson City. I mean, if you had asked me last week I would have had no idea, but when I saw him on the front page of the paper today, there was a faint recognition in the back of my mind, like I wasn’t surprised. So maybe I did know at one time.
But anyway, it’s got to be embarrassing to get on the front page of the paper for accidentally burning down your own garage and office, like Eddings did. But it’s even more embarrassing to show up on the front page still wearing your robe and slippers.
Ouch. If I ever do anything stupid enough to make the paper, I’ll have to remember to get dressed first.