Sometimes I Just Need a Night Off and My Lunchtime Encounter

I’ve been plugging away at the third pass at the Dahlgren manuscript steadily for the past few days. I’ve been making good progress–I’ve gotten through six of the thirteen chapters. I’ve been trying to do two chapters per night when I work on it, meaning I’ve worked at it the last three nights solid.

I decided to take tonight off. Once in a while, I just need an evening off. I’ve had an extremely intense last week or so, and I just don’t feel like it tonight. So, I’m just going to spend the evening hanging out.

On another note altogether….

Today, I met a friend for lunch at a nearby upscale Italian restaurant. It’s a very busy place, and it’s also very convenient, as it’s just over a mile from my office.

I got there a couple of minutes early and was seated. As I was being taken to my table, I thought I recognized the person sitting at the first table as I walked back to mine. I got a good look at him, but I wanted to be sure that it was who I thought it was. So I asked the server, and she confirmed that it was, in fact, Eric Clapton sitting at that table.

Slow Hand married a Columbus gal, and has actually lived here for six or seven years. My office is just across the Scioto River from his home. It’s not all that unusual for people to see him around town, but it was the first time I have seen him myself.

I never noticed that he’s left handed–or at least he eats left-handed–before today.

The coolest thing about it was that people left him alone, let him have his space.

Too cool. A David Letterman brush with fame moment. 🙂