In the spirit of good old Google Image expressing the first night of Book Chowder, I typed in "chowder melancholy whore." These all showed up on page one. Where was Coldplay in the conversation?





It was a delightful evening. The best thing I got out of the book is that life is about finding meaning and inspiration. And even machismo-bent, misogynistic ninety year-old journalists who will squander their lives away paying for prostitutes deserve it. Damn. I think I just sealed my fate.

--Judd