I once saw Kurt Vonnegut speak at the Washington Press Club. After his talk, the floor was opened to questions, and here are two of the few that there was time to ask:
"My birthday is November 11, too! Do you have any thoughts on the significance of that date?"
"Can I hug you?"
Poor Mr. Frick had been sitting on his hands, afraid that his question about the movie adaptation of Mother Night might be too sophomoric. Gather ye Vonneguts while ye may, people.
I am sad to no longer have Mr. Vonnegut in our world - his commentary did make at least some people think. I saw him a few months ago on the Daily Show and he was hysterical! I just put Slaughterhouse-Five and Breakfast of Champions in my Blockbuster queue because it has been so long since i've seen them.
Posted by: Kerri | April 12, 2007 at 12:34 PM
The world lost a genius today. I am genuinely sad too.
Goodbye, Blue Monday!
Posted by: Liz K. | April 12, 2007 at 12:57 PM
I just posted my tribute, too. He spoke at my high school my sophomore year and for a geeky, creative girl like me he was magic. His novels helped me survive the terrible teens. The world made more sense to me through his words. He will be missed.
Posted by: Christine | April 12, 2007 at 12:59 PM
I so wish I had gotten to hear Vonnegut speak - he cancelled a reading at my university due to poor health several years back.
I was hoping he was somehow immortal (beyond his legacy of books - I suppose that will have to do)
Posted by: Susie | April 12, 2007 at 01:01 PM
"Mr. Vonnegut is up in heaven now" ;)
Posted by: pamela wynne | April 12, 2007 at 01:06 PM
a friend of mine once made me a mixed tape (remember those?) with some of Vonnegut reading from slaughterhouse 5 on it. i can still hear the ghost of him saying, "he left me his guns. they rust." it's time for me to re-read his books, too-
Posted by: kelli ann | April 12, 2007 at 01:26 PM
a friend of mine once made me a mixed tape (remember those?) with some of Vonnegut reading from slaughterhouse 5 on it. i can still hear the ghost of him saying, "he left me his guns. they rust." it's time for me to re-read his books, too-
Posted by: kelli ann | April 12, 2007 at 01:27 PM
I've always gotten a kick out of sharing a birthday with Vonnegut but I swear it wasn't me who asked that question at the Press Club. My first pet, Kilgore, (a schnauzer named by my parents and my introduction to Vonnegut) is long dead and probably licking KV's hand right now!
Posted by: Meg | April 12, 2007 at 01:34 PM
Ah the power of the ones!!
11/11, 1/1.
I saw him once on 1st Avenue but I didn't have the balls to follow him.
Posted by: Cara | April 12, 2007 at 01:49 PM
I can understand why someone would want to hug him after listening to him speak.
Posted by: Daphne | April 12, 2007 at 01:53 PM
Um, that last comment might seem like I'm comparing myself to KV. I'm absolutely not.
Just saying that the ones have always fascinated me as well. :)
Posted by: Cara | April 12, 2007 at 01:54 PM
hi ho indeed.
Posted by: Jen | April 12, 2007 at 02:11 PM
I read Slaughterhouse Five in middle school, changed my whole world...
Posted by: nova | April 12, 2007 at 03:59 PM
And so it goes.
For Cara and her 1 fascination: my grandmother's birthdate: 1/11/11. She claims it's easy to remember, but many people have asked her in her 96 years if she realizes her birthdate is all 1s.
Posted by: Brenda | April 12, 2007 at 10:19 PM