Does Miller Need Hosting Lessons?

By Sarah Lazarovic

We were going to go to the Mayor’s levee, but, in the words of Marge Gunderson’s doting husband, ‘Ya gotta eat a breakfast.’ So we went to brunch instead. It seems a good thing too, because according to roving Eye Edward Keenan, the line was unremittingly long, and the crowd decidedly kooky. A line an hour long to shake MayDay Miller’s hand? We’re as drippily starstruck as the next citizen, but that’s a bit much. Perhaps Miller needs some doubles a la a certain deposed dictator. Or maybe just some hosting lessons from Travis 1051.
Whatever the glitch in the system, we’d still party with Miller. Especially if we could work brunch in there somehow. And perhaps we can.