I am fidgety, michevous, and sweet
While I struggle to make ends meet as a yoga instructor in Eugene, Oregon, Ira will read my manuscript. It will be so well written that he will fall in love with me and spend the next five years trying to track me down. At that point he will give up and publish the manuscript under his own name and marry a fellow street urchin named Desiree.
I will buy Ira's book at Barnes and Noble and laugh. Then I will write scathing emails to his publicist. Ira and I will correspond for the next 10 years.
We will meet, finally, in New York and swap stories while drinking Long Island ice teas. It will be pleasant.
Book: Consider the Lobster
Movie: Good Bye Lenin!
Music: The Clash
Foods: Eel. BBQ'ed Eel.