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Saturday, August 24, 2002
YOU THINK YOUR HOBBY'S WEIRD? I know what you're thinking. You're thinking: "This sure is a weird old world, and there are some strange cats in it. But NO WAY is there someone out there whose goal is to visit EVERY STARBUCKS ON THE PLANET and is damned close to actually pulling it off!" Well, you'd be wrong!Friday, August 23, 2002
BLEATIN' ABOUT BLOGGIN' If you're not a Minneapolitan (or whatever you gophers call yer damn selves), missed that radio show Lileks was on last week and wanna hear the voice behind the genius behind the Bleat, give this a listen.
KEN! WHAT'S A SWEETHEART LIKE YOU DOIN' IN A DUMP LIKE THIS? If you had the patience to wade through Alterman's acres of tediously fawning fan mail (or the tediously vicious hate mail or the tediously fawning responses to the tediously vicious hate mail), you'd find one Ken Layne, who, in response to Alterman saying: "Dylan plays at such an emotional distance from his music, it’s hard to figure out why he does this endless tour," writes:Dylan does the endless tour because that’s his job. He puts on the suit and string tie and hat and goes out there every night because music men used to do that kind of thing.
OK, OK, I'M UP: Did I miss anything? Tony's still cool, Dawn's still an exhibitionist, and Wednesday's still Lemur Day? Well, thank Jeebus for that.