Cringing

Tomorrow evening, I head out to Brooklyn to reprise my earlier recitation of the Laura Friedman Saga from my teenage digital diary, at Cringe’s one year anniversary – a Best Of reading that’s bringing back in the cream of the crop. Plus, you know, me.

A description of Cringe from organizer Sarah Brown:

Funny people reading from their old diaries, letters, songs, poems, and other general representations of the crushing misery of their humiliating adolescence, but it’s okay because they’re totally cool and well-adjusted and super attractive now:

Cringe Reading Night
Wednesday, April 5, 8:30 pm
Freddy’s Bar & Backroom
Dean & 6th Ave.
2/3 to Bergen, any train to Atlantic/Flatbush
More directions here
Cost: free dollars

Though, for the record, I was just as “super attractice” at the time of writing; for proof thereof, I include the Bar Mitzvah photo below, taken at age 13 (as is my collection of journal entries).

barmitzvah.tiff

Such a shana punim.

[Also in this week’s New York Magazine.]