So I got a mention in Kathleen Turner’s memoir Send Yourself Roses. It is by far the weirdest, most random thing to happen to me up to this point.
This morning I got a lovely e-mail from a gentleman named Don who said this:
I’m one of the early reviewers for Kathleen Turner’s new book, Send Yourself Roses. You and your blog are mentioned on page 237. She says:
“A young woman named Jodi in Minneapolis has named her iPod Kathleen Turner Overdrive, writes a blog called “I Will Dare,” and drives a pickup truck named Ruby.” She goes on to talk about her daughter and that you sound like her, and how bold and fearless young women are today. Pretty good book, too.
Later in the morning I was chatting with my pal Wolfdogg who was telling me about being dragged to the Maul of America by his daughters. I told him that while he was there he had to drop into Barnes & Noble and see if it was true or if I was just a victim of the most clever spam to ever happen.
As you can see by the teeny cellphone photo it’s true.
How fucking bizarre is that? I am very, nearly speechless.
holy crap that is so awesome! i love watching your “name in a book” tally climb.
I am not sure, but I think that may be the coolest thing that ever happened to anyone I have any kind of relationship with.
I would have never guessed that the “my name in a book” tally would ever grow past one.
And UH does this make me cool?
you were before. but … yes.
again, and this isn’t news to anyone….but you rock the fucking Cash Bar!
very cool and very true about a cool chick. And this proves Tod Goldberg’s constant statement that all authors (and famous people) google their own name ten thousand times a day.
rad
incredibly cool (but then again, you always have been)
kathleen turner obviously googles herself.