made a great funny short speech that ended with “I’m hungry”–the best kind of before-dinner speech–before getting his medal from four-minute miler Roger Bannister. Bill Clinton made an incredibly fascinating and incredibly long speech, but who would have expected him to do anything different?
I’m always thrilled when Frank gets a new award, but I’d never heard of the Golden Plate Achievement Awards. (Thank you, Mr. Google.) It seems the Golden Plate people like it that way–the press is not invited to their parties, but (in my capacity as Mr. Jennifer Lopez) this blogger is.
So here we are, in yet another hotel suite, this one the St. Regis in NYC, and as I head off for the gym I’m hoping that Katie Couric or Sally Field will be on the next treadmill over, because they’re here too for the next few days (among many others), doing symposia, meeting some fascinatingly brilliant grad students (200 I think), and getting their own Golden Plates.
More later, but one other big starstruck experience so far was dinnner last night in the Temple of Dendur at the Metropolitan Museum. I kept hoping to see Big Bird or Snufflupagus. Anybody else remember Don’t Eat the Pictures?
More, from the press office of the President of Botswana…