Came home early yesterday because India was pretty sick – feverish and throwing up – and caught up on some news/talk shows while she napped. On Buchanan & Press – one of those conservative vs. liberal never-ending volleyball matches – author Richard North Patterson and some flack from the Gunowners of America were debating gun
David Wells is going down tonight like a fat drunk in a bar fight with a midget. Oh, wait. That WAS David Wells! Let’s go Marlins!!!!!!!!! In other news, Bard was a bust so I’m looking for something else to read. Got about 10 pages in and just couldn’t get into Llywelyn’s style of writing.
Someone at Quizilla is a sick bastard! What Would Your Serial Killer Name Be? What Would the Public Know You As? No one would really know your name. You would be called by what you do. For example, if you burn your victims to death all the time, you would be known as The Arsonist;
Review: American Gods by Neil Gaiman
An entertaining tale, creatively told, with a great premise, I felt a little underwhelmed by the end. Part of that is definitely the hype effect as I’ve heard so much about Neil Gaiman being this amazing writer that it was next to impossible for him to blow me away. The stakes were too high for that.
Because I’m avoiding work… A – Act your age: 34 (shh!) B – Best friend: Salomé, Eric C – Chore you hate: Cleaning the bathroom D – Dad’s name: Francisco E – Essential make-up item: Hair Gel F – Favorite actress: Salma Hayek G – Gold or silver: Silver H – Hometown: Bronx, NY I
Poet bios are some of the most annoyingly pretentious things ever, entertainingly similar to “the bigger the car, the smaller the dick” theory. I’m talking about the ones provided for intros at shows, not what people put in their books or on their websites. Long lists of chapbooks, CDs, shows, slam teams, features, etc. B-O-R-I-N-G!
Putting aside his well-earned reputation as a “conservative” jackass, if Rush Limbaugh hadn’t said what he said about Donovan McNabb, McNabb would have been benched by now. All the commentators cutting him slack by blaming his lack of a supporting cast seem to be making an exception to the accepted rule of thumb that gives
First of all, what marketing genius thought that the marginally-talented, off-Broadway-bound RUNNER-UP Clay Aiken was an appropriate choice for singing the National Anthem of the first game of the World Series?!?! That was as classless as the bonehead Yankee fans booing the Marlins during the introductions. Speaking of booing during introductions – in a funny
Tomorrow night: Voices of the Voiceless at Amherst College, Amherst, MA. It’s a ridiculously packed lineup of 16 po…um, spoken word artist-types, including Shappy, Ed Garcia and myself, along with some poets I like (Bonafide, Dennis Kim, Tyehimba Jess, Kevin Coval), one who’s work I like (Danny Solis), and mix of performers I can’t bear
Pumpkin Seeds: 10/15/2003
350 pages into AMERICAN GODS and I’m thinking of Stephen King’s NEEDFUL THINGS. As in somebody desperately needs a good editor. The first two episodes of Smallville this season have been as good as anything on TV in the past decade. George Clooney has Parkinson’s. Look for the announcement within a year. There’s absolutely nothing