Huh … maybe that headache I’ve had for the past week wasn’t “just sinuses,” but more the gas leak in my basement.
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Huh … maybe that headache I’ve had for the past week wasn’t “just sinuses,” but more the gas leak in my basement.
Headline: “Trump threatens not to sign any bills until Congress approves strict voter ID act”
I’ll take that deal!
At some point MailChimp decided unilaterally to email me whenever somebody subscribes to the store newsletter. Which is sort of gratifying to know, but also a reminder how seldom I actually send one.
Gotta love, Mailchimp.
I mean, we *knew* that the destruction of Gaza was also a dry-run for its expansion … but if ever there was any doubt.
Truly shocking that people aren’t revolting against their gvt whilst being choked out by another using a kind of chemical warfare.
Funny how this also works when you replace “Iran” with “the United States.”
My surly side wants to add "Now do Ingram next," but I reckon that's one of those cutting off one's own nose situations.
Headline that reads: "'End of an era': death of Khamenei seen as Iran's Berlin Wall moment."
And the bombing of Tehran as its Dresden?
The best writing in general, to my eyes and ears, ranges smewhere between angry and horny.
From one Kentucky boy to another, Sturgill Simpson keeps keeping it real.
Oh dang. I’d meant to get a ticket to that. The concert, not the war.
So much writing about the American bicentennial, and not a word of it has piqued my interest.
I’m a thoroughgoing GenX baby who prefers his culture unpopular, but goddamn Rosalía is incredible, huh?
New Bonnie Prince Billy is lush and welcoming. Little in the way do apocalyptic doom (alas!), but there’s plenty of that elsewhere. I hope he has the dough squirreled away for a lot of musicians on the tour.
Shit, Verso appears to be out.
Next best thing, their latest book!
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Seems like a good time to get a new stack of this:
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& presently not even that!
A customer came in yesterday wanting to dig deeper into the work of William H. Gass. This is decidedly not a daily occurrence, and buddy was I ever attentive. (Turns out our copy of IN THE HEART OF THE HEART OF THE COUNTRY was MIA, alas.)
Álvaro Enrigue holding his new novel “Now I Surrender” in our small but mighty bookstore.
Love it when old friends make a trip to see our new digs.
You could’ve just asked somebody, “Am I a dork?”
This dude is somehow younger than me. He looks like a bowel obstruction. Not “has” a bowel obstruction, but *is*.
It’s juvenile to laugh at a name, but “Markwayne”?
Kristi Noem unclipping her extensions tonight, massaging her scalp, and throwing the still barrel curled locks into the flame. It’s supposed to show her the future but it’s been wrong before. As they burn, a vision emerges. She looks closer. It’s a dog with a gun
My flight back to SF from Brussels was once re-routed via Tokyo.
Draft King prop bets on weekly BookScan numbers.
I’ll take Ideology & Blood Money for $1000.
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I’m not the greatest husband in the world, I know, but I am sitting in a dark car at nearly 3:30am waiting for a red moon in the sky because “this is a celestial event, Brad!”
A Winter Institute tradition the past couple of years is mulling over whether we should revive the podcast.
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I wrote my doctoral dissertation (mostly) on The Confidence-Man. Such a strange, defiant novel.