The Moment I Missed Jon Stewart: I was at BEA, at a party my publisher was throwing. Jon Stewart was also at BEA that year and one of the people who worked for my publisher, having heard me say I was a fan, said, “Come on, he’s at the party next door. I can get you in and introduce you.” But at the moment the offer was made, tempting as it was, I was too busy holding court myself, glass of wine in hand, so I told her we could do it later; which, of course, we never did. I know, I know. Live and learn or live and grow more stupid – sometimes it’s all the same thing.