October 23, 2008



I believe the website said the event was sold out when I checked it last week. Bummer.


I bet that was a treat. Home is sitting in my TBR pile and it's calling my name.

Paul T.

Thanks for the video. I decided to stay home and watch the World Series and was feeling guilty about that but, thanks to your reporting skills, I at least get a glimpse.


The world series is on? I swear, I had no idea.

JW, what usually happens is, because it's easy and free to reserve a ticket, folks grab up seats but don't show. (They stay home to watch the Series ... ) But they always release the open seats, and I have never seen anyone turned away. I think the only truly full house I've seen there was for Michael Chabon.


Michael who? Just kidding. Thanks for the info - hopefully she'll stay on this every three to four year track and we'll see her out here again soon.

Louise S.

Mark, thanks for the shout out on the Robinson program on our ALOUD series. And thanks for elaborating on our reservation policy. We always overbook because PEOPLE WITH RESERVATIONS DON'T SHOW UP. We encourage people to come on standby and we release tix before start time. It almost always works. Rarely do we turn people away, but it's always good to make an alternate plan just in case. Louise


In case my readers are wondering, Louise is the series curator, and if she says they rarely turn people away, you can take it to the bank ...


anyone know if audio of the event is or will me made available?


ALOUD does put up podcasts - my chat with Andrew Sean Greer is in the archives - but it tends to take about a month or two.


Hi Mark, great post!

did you and your readers also know that LA36 rebroadcasts ALOUD and Zocalo events on its cable channel and website?

These days, I watch broadcasts of sold out events on channels 36 and 35 on my TimeWarner Cable system in Echo Park...
Adrienne, Labrainterrain.com, an events calendar for Angelenos

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