Post Cards from the Fake Liz Strauss (written by the real one)
I figure if Dan Lyons can write the fake Steve Jobs, I can do one better . . . I’m writing these post cards before I go on the UK trip with Ann Michael. Consider it a fictional account of real people we might have met, real places we might have visited, and real things that did or didn’t happen as told by the fake myself. Some things actually might have occurred. Like I said, I’m writing this before we go. –Liz
Hi, Everyone!
Tuesday night, at the blogger movie premiere we had close call with the bloggerrazzi. Luckily, no one was hurt or went to jail. It seems they wanted pix of Ann and I for the tabblogs, but we pulled out our sunglasses, head scarves, and superhero invisibility capes. We lost track of them in no time at all.
We spent hours on Wed. at the London Online Conference Hall. The only hint of a shark we saw was some spilled water on the floor. It was time to pull in some serious help.
We turned first to a London taxi driver. They seem to know everything.
We asked our driver about the mystery of the land shark and told him of our concerns. He gave us his philosophy of life and a complete tour of the city. We saw sights that even Londoners will never know — places our driver suggested that land sharks might hang out. We asked question after question about land shark sightings. He made up the answers as he drove until we tired him out.
Then he delivered us to Baker St. He said to ask for a guy named Holmes.
The Holmes guy told us to make an appt. with a guy named Watson. We made a reservation for dinner instead.
Yours truly,
The Fake Liz Strauss
PS That night we needed refueling so we took Kevin up his offer to meet other bloggers at a pub. Maybe they would have information from the underground about a land shark invasion related to the London Online conference.
