for as long as i can remember, whenever i saw/heard/read "saratoga springs" in the media or elsewhere, my stomach dropped and i felt famous. even if there was a story on the local evening news that took place in our town. for some reason, it always invokes a sense of pride -- good news story or bad.
you'd think i'd be over that now that i'm livin' in the big city. lotsa news outta here. ever heard of my friends' neighbor, rod?
anyway, so today i was reading a fantagraphics comic i recently bought from the 25-cent bin (featured in my vlog):
i always check to see when/where my thrifty comic finds were published. and what to my wondering eyes should appear?
stomach dropped. i felt cool by association.
i immediately txted my long-distance crush.
me: i have a fantagraphics comic that is a product of saratoga springs!!!!!
her: WHAT ONE? is it a david greenberger thing?
i invited her to move to chicago so we could be comic-reading, taco-eating spinsters TOGETHER. she isn't ready to come out to her family yet, though.