Dear Ira Glass,
When anyone asks us the age-old party question, "If you could pick one person to have dinner with, who would it be?" our answer is always, "OH MY GOD. Ira Glass." We always pictured that we would devise a somewhat aspirational feast for you, with each course having it's own little back story. And you would be so interested in every mundane detail of what we had prepared and why, and then we would just sit there, letting the sweet sounds of your voice wash over us. Importantly, when devising our menu for this greatest of all dinners, we now know to steer clear of chicken.
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So, walking around Karen Davis' farm, was this your cast of characters?
The Smug One
The Cute, Bashful Hipster
The Dissapointed Father
The Worrier
The Annoying, Bitchy One
The Awkward, Angsty Nietzsche-reading Teen 
The Gullible One
The Up-at-the-crack-of-dawn, Yogurt-eating Marathon Running One
