Here's my latest idea for a book: I'm gonna get in a car and spend a couple of months driving around the U.S., basing my itinerary on meeting other guys named Bob Morris. We'll hang out for awhile, have some laughs and then I'll be on my way, a journey of self-discovery based on discovering other people who have the same name as me. I'm gonna call this: THE BOBYSSEY. If nothing else, maybe the other Bob Morrises will actually buy it and that will pay for gas money.
So here's another Bob Morris. Actually, he's a famous Bob Morris -- the renowned Bob Morris who writes the "Age of Dissonance" column in the New York Times Sunday Styles section, along with occasional features. People have been confusing us for years. I used to write for the New York Times regional newspapers. And we both contribute to some of the same travel and food magazines. A few years back, I even received the Other Bob Morris's 1099 forms from Bon Appetit. What a mess. All I know is that he made a whole lot more money from them than I did.
In any event, the Other Bob Morris kindly showed up for the rum party at Partners & Crime. A good guy, we had some laughs. As it turns out he has a book coming out next year, a memoir of sorts based largely on his relationship with his dad (he wrote a most memorable column about his father for the NYT earlier this year called "Stop Spending My Inheritance.") He told me the title of the upcoming book, but I apologize, I've forgotten it. No worries. All you need to remember is this: Whenever you go into a bookstore and see a book written by Bob Morris, buy it...