San Francisco's Litquake festival had a fund raiser last Friday night. It was a celebration of Edgar Allan Poe's 200th birthday, though Mr. Poe proved too dead to attend personally. As a part of the festivities, 4 local writers wrote "Twilight" parodies. I won, though truth be told, I think Michelle Richmond's was better.
But listen to this: as the first place winner, I received a gift certificate to a local cafe, which is fine and dandy. But the second place winner (THE SECOND PLACE WINNER!) won a bottle of absinthe!
What? Huh? Who's behind this egregious inequality?
Let me get this straight: I get a cappuccino and second place gets a bottle of sweet delicious hooch?
