My new dream man

Jonathan Safran Foer, easily one of my favorite contemporary authors, came to William and Mary last night to give a talk called "Why Jews Laugh at Things that Aren't Funny," all about humor and being Jewish. He talked for about an hour and it turns out that on top of being brilliant he's also hilarious, like the funniest person in the world. And he's very good-looking, increasingly so the more he talks. After his speech, there was a reception where the first 100 people to show up for the event got to line up and get him to sign copies of his books (Everything is Illuminated and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close). Of course I was first in line since I'm nothing if not agressive when it comes to meeting famous people. I had a copy of each of his books and he signed both (I was only going to ask for EL&IC, but he offered to sign both because, did I mention? He's also the nicest person in the world), and then he told me that I was dressed very nicely. That's right: Jonathan Safran Foer complimented me--sure, it was about how I was dressed which isn't so much about me, but I'll take whatever I can get and will remember it until the day I die as one of the top five moments of my time at William and Mary. Here is the lone picture I got from the night--he's signing a copy of a friend's book, but in the future when I show anyone this picture, he will be signing a copy of my book:

He may not look like much here, but trust me, he's dreamy. It's too bad he's married because, you know, otherwise it could totally happen for us.