tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52450452011-04-21T20:09:42.328-05:00Big Black FelineBikes, Books, Comic Books, Movies, Snakes, Naughty Words, Music, Fondue, Weird Links, Spam, Otters.... Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.comBlogger1241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1107190083246114782005-01-31T10:41:00.000-06:002005-01-31T10:48:03.246-06:00It Lives.
So, the big project alluded to below is up and running. American Nerd, baby. Read 'er and weep. Fresh crud every monday.
I'll probably resume posting stuff here at my usual irregular pace after AmNerd settles into a smoothly-functioning groove.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1106335825304490102005-01-21T13:27:00.000-06:002005-01-21T13:30:25.303-06:00Watch this Space
So, usually when I go foe over a month without updating, it's because I'm immensely lazy. Not this time. I've been spending the past month putting all of my energy into a new, fancier, more life-changing web-based venture (exciting, no?). The new project will go live at the end of this month, and I'll certainly put a link to it here.
So, um, keep watching the skies (or some Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1102695334238402622004-12-10T10:13:00.000-06:002004-12-10T10:15:34.236-06:00Today, the comic stylings of Mr. Mike Allred.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1102608774251356772004-12-09T10:12:00.000-06:002004-12-09T10:12:54.250-06:00Today's image search: Temperance River.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1102524207924456342004-12-08T10:41:00.000-06:002004-12-08T10:43:27.926-06:00Today's image search: Doberman puppies
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1102439902168374042004-12-07T11:17:00.000-06:002004-12-07T11:18:22.170-06:00Today's image search: The Chrysler BuildingKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1101837359921272662004-11-30T11:54:00.000-06:002004-11-30T11:55:59.923-06:00Manifesto for a Better America
1. We do not trust those new, grapefruit-sized avocadoes that are mysteriously sweeping the upper Midwest. "Slimcado" does not sound appetizing.
2. We would be sincerely touched by your commitment to supporting the troops if you painted one of those ribbons on. Magnets are for weenies.
3. As long as we have iPods and cell phones, we have no intention of being Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1101249546841290042004-11-23T16:37:00.000-06:002004-11-23T16:39:06.840-06:00Rich Kids
While waiting to see Sideways (which absolutely ruled), I saw a preview for some goddamned movie about some goddamned kid who miraculously comes to possess millions of dollars (it might be pounds, actually- they might have been British, I can't remember, I went and drank a bunch of wine after seeing Sideways... that's what that movie demands). That in itself is a pretty cool premise Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100899065284139312004-11-19T15:16:00.000-06:002004-11-19T15:17:45.283-06:00Hey, Doo, Fix Us up a Couple of them Baloney Sandwiches
Last night, we went down to Mystic Lake Casino to see Loretta Lynn. Seemed like the obvious thing to do; we're old-timey country fans, we loved Van Lear Rose, and I've always kicked myself for not seeing Johnny Cash before he died.
Well, now I can say that I caught Loretta's act before she died, but it might have been just in the nick ofKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100723697044509262004-11-17T13:32:00.000-06:002004-11-17T14:34:57.046-06:00Again with the Rock Writing
Piece in this week's Pulse about Twin Cities band The Glad Version. They're a nice bunch of guys who, like 75% of the population of Minneapolis and St. Paul, went to Luther College.
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100551177930136352004-11-15T14:38:00.000-06:002004-11-15T14:39:37.930-06:00WiReD Interview with Jeff Tweedy
In which Tweedy shows remarkable coolness about where music-delivery technology is heading.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100277694855305972004-11-12T10:40:00.000-06:002004-11-12T10:41:34.856-06:00The Riddler Hangs It Up
Seems to be superheroes week at McSweeney's. Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100190483812238702004-11-11T10:25:00.000-06:002004-11-11T10:28:03.813-06:00Pille's Amazing Secrets Revealed!
Here's an article in the newest Rift wherein I spill my guts about what various songs are actually about.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100107050218212562004-11-10T11:16:00.000-06:002004-11-10T11:17:30.216-06:00Bad Things to be Awakened By
1. The bulk of Jim Belushi's gut as he sleepily rolls over and puts an arm around you
2. Cats jumping on your groin
3. The sound of a wolf tearing your tent open
4. Fox news
5. Your hangover
6. Rumbling guts
7. The smell of napalm in the morning
8. The anesthetic running out
9. Rats
10. Spontaneous combustion
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100038697425463282004-11-09T16:15:00.000-06:002004-11-09T16:18:17.426-06:00Slogans Rejected by the Twin Cities Tourism Board
1. It's not that cold. Don't be such a pussy.
2. We guarantee we smell better than Sioux City.
3. You know we're a big city because our cab drivers are shitty!
4. Minneapolis- home of the passive-aggressive skyway busker.
5. Putting the "great" in "great plains!"
6. St. Paul- closed at 5 PM.
7. Just be glad you're not in Omaha.
8. Hey, Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1100028608836444182004-11-09T13:27:00.000-06:002004-11-09T13:30:08.836-06:00Superheroes in the Twin Cities
I have a thing up at McSweeney's again, this time about superheroes in Minneapolis and St. Paul; I actually originally wrote it for the Feline here, but sent it over there on a whim. Between that being up and seeing The Incredibles this weekend, I'm feeling unusually Super.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1099514558671928222004-11-03T14:39:00.000-06:002004-11-03T14:42:38.673-06:00Well, shit.
I'll hand the mike over to BBF correspondent William Shatner, who expresses my feelings about the election much better than I possibly could.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1099415435926320352004-11-02T11:09:00.000-06:002004-11-02T11:10:35.926-06:00My Shockingly Shallow Take on the Election
Rebecca and I got up at 6 so that we could vote and get breakfast before work; if one polling place in South Minneapolis cam be extrapolated to the entire country, turnout will be heavy and people will be drinking a lot of coffee.
I may live to eat these words, but right now I have a good feeling about the election. Could be self-delusion, but I thinkKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1098673864083777182004-10-24T22:09:00.000-05:002004-10-24T22:11:04.083-05:00Some Not-Terribly-Profound Thoughts on Running
1. I've been experiencing something weird lately; for the first time in a long, long time, I think I'm hitting the limits of what i can accomplish running. For the past few years, since I've gotten back into running big-time, it's always been the case that if I decided to kick up the pace or add a little bit of distance, all I needed to do was Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1098376225576782572004-10-21T11:19:00.000-05:002004-10-21T11:30:25.590-05:00A Fist Full of Links
1. Another good one from McSweeney's- a takedown of Dagwood Bumstead. Finally, someone gave that bastard what he had coming.
It also looks like I'll have some stuff in McsWeeney's again at some point in the next few months (with something I'd originally written for the Feline here, but decided to send out first). It involves-- and I know this will shock anyone who's Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1097184699868185372004-10-07T16:29:00.000-05:002004-10-07T16:33:54.596-05:00A Few More Little Things
(I swear, I will actually post something longer in the near future; hey, at least I'm posting something)
Item 1: Still a dick after all these years. Slate interviews Howard Hunt, former CIA Operative and shadowy figure who played a part in the Guatemala coup, the Bay of Pigs invasion, and Watergate. Busy guy. He's also a supporting character in Norman Mailer's Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1096925326142909272004-10-04T16:26:00.000-05:002004-10-04T16:28:46.143-05:00Don't Know How I Missed This
Huh. Somehow, I've been unaware that Bill Tuomala of Exiled on Main Street has a blog.
Cool.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1096664572470291362004-10-01T15:59:00.000-05:002004-10-01T16:02:52.470-05:00Archetypes Observed in the Urgent Care Waiting Room This Morning
(I'm fine, thanks for asking)
1. Howling children; listen, kid, I understand you don't feel well, but lay off the pipes, huh?
2. 30-ish woman in abject tears; I don't know what was up with her, but I'm assuming it's not a pleasant story.
3. Middle-aged women with the approximate IQ of a bar of hand soap discussing last Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1096660348895514302004-10-01T14:50:00.000-05:002004-10-01T14:52:28.896-05:00Maxim Does the Classics
Hate to keep posting single-link stuff to McSweeney's, but this piece by Wendy Molyneux is pure genius.
Belly up to the bar, J-Man.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1096572824479167512004-09-30T14:28:00.000-05:002004-09-30T14:33:44.480-05:00Clearing House of a Month of Unposted Backlog
Item! I've got another piece up in the latest issue of the Rake. Straightforward humor this time, without any of that crazy journalism stuff. I sort of expect to get an angry letter or two because of the crack about the Minneapolis Police Department.
Item! And speaking of the Minneapolis Police Department, this thread on the Minnesota Offroad Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1093616039042688862004-08-27T09:11:00.000-05:002004-08-27T09:13:59.043-05:00Damn!
After years of searching, I believe I have identified the worst-written Pitchfork.com album review of all time. If the prose was any more purple, it'd be ultraviolet.
If you can't knock the Presidents of the United States of America without dropping the ball, you really ought to hang it up.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1093452359531936152004-08-25T11:45:00.000-05:002004-08-25T11:45:59.533-05:00The A-Team Tackles the Problem of Homeland Security Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1093365079526979502004-08-24T11:24:00.000-05:002004-08-24T11:33:49.850-05:00Playing the Field
Explanation: On Thursday, I'm doing another reading with these clowns. Playing the Field was the story I read at the last Lit6 event.
Dwight had been married to Ingrid for 49 years when she died unexpectedly of a heart attack Sort of unexpectedly, anyway-- she'd been ailing, but she'd also been enough of a hypochondriac that each day had supposedly been her last for the Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1093293869088979082004-08-23T15:41:00.000-05:002004-08-23T15:44:29.086-05:00The Many Cars of Keith Pille
1. 1978 Dodge Warlock pickup
Period of use: December 1990- early 1991
Comments: customized for racing on the dirt tracks of rural Oklahoma; idled at 35 mph, requiring constant use of the brakes while driving. Famous throughout Blair, Nebraska for glasspack mufflers which allowed the truck to be heard over a mile away and for gas mileage below 10 mpg. Lacked Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1092767369068054072004-08-17T13:27:00.000-05:002004-08-17T13:29:29.070-05:00Wow
Fascinating New Yorker article about World War I; I especially like the analysis of how the two biggest wars of the last century teach apparently contradictory lessons:
World War 1: Compromise is probably better than killing off an entire continent in a pointless war.
World War 2: If you keep compromising, you're just making the eventual, inevitable fight worse.
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1092669600729209292004-08-16T10:15:00.000-05:002004-08-16T10:20:00.730-05:00Anthologized and Singled Out
Showing an amazing amount of ongoing life for something I thought of while waiting for a traffic light on my bike, the Journal of a New COBRA Recruit is in yet another anthology, McSweeney's Created in Darkness by Troubled Americans. And I agree completely with the Amazon reviewer who says that the story will make no sense if you didn't grow up with G. I. Joe in theKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1090956364788696092004-07-27T14:24:00.000-05:002004-07-27T14:28:02.903-05:00The Corrections; Positions I've Held Which, in Retrospect, Were Wrong:
1. That Son Volt put on a good live show.
2. That Check Your Head was an embarassing, tawdry little album.
3. That the following foods are nasty: tomatoes, Fresca, tofu, spinach, asparagus, onions, olives, feta cheese, and maybe shrimp.
4. That "to each according to his need, from each according to his abilties" Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1090508166755239742004-07-22T09:52:00.000-05:002004-07-22T09:56:06.756-05:00More Music Writing
Two new bits of mine up over at Rift Magazine: A story about selling band merchandise, and a Nowhere Band column about the ongoing Grumpy Alice renaming project (which, by the way, remains unresolved).
I sort of expect the Rock Writers' Union to send some goons over to my place some time soon to break my legs and take away my union card, because I'm going to see Van Halen Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1090428035866639232004-07-21T11:39:00.000-05:002004-07-21T11:40:35.866-05:00We All Have Our Problems
So this is what I've been reduced to... gambling on reality TV.
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1090358475673081292004-07-20T16:20:00.000-05:002004-07-20T16:31:14.236-05:00Triathlon!
So, I did my first triathlon this past weekend (I'd like to claim that as my excuse for not updating the site in a month, but the sad truth is just that I'm a lazy fucker). It was quite an experience. I confirmed yet again that my nerdiness runs deep and true; I experienced a brief panic over drowning in the middle of a fairly nasty lake which had been the scene of a suicide the day Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1088434627201142942004-06-28T09:56:00.000-05:002004-06-28T09:57:07.200-05:00An Open Letter to the National Park Service
Dear National Park People:
My wife and I just spent a week in your Apostle Islands National
Lakeshore in Wisconsin, and it was pretty neat. The islands were nice
to look at, and Lake Superior is nut-busting cool.
Thing is, I think the island experience is good, but not great. You
float around and look at islands and, well, after a while they all
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1088278666028195682004-06-26T14:37:00.000-05:002004-06-26T14:37:46.030-05:00Gojira!
Last night, we went to see the restored version of Godzilla at the Oak St. Cinema. Wow. That's one heavy movie. Seriously.
The first reaction, of course, is to laugh at the preposterous special effects (I mean, the guy-in-a-rubber-suit-stomping-on-a-model-of-Tokyo has sort of ascended to iconic status, but there are a lot of other scenes where toy ships are sinking in water with Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1088278622267199462004-06-26T14:33:00.000-05:002004-06-26T14:37:02.266-05:00A Ghost Is Born
I don't intend this to be a full-length review (actually, Pitchfork's review is worth checking out... they piss me off pretty often, but in this case I think they're spot-on), but I've been doing a lot of listening to the new Wilco album, and a couple of things have struck me.
First off, this is the first Wilco album since A.M. that didn't immediately ring my bell. With all Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1087933171065189382004-06-22T14:37:00.000-05:002004-06-22T14:39:31.066-05:00Getcher Gmail Here
I have a couple of Gmail invitations left, and nobody in my immediate circle seems to want one. So I'll put them up for grabs here. Email me if you want one.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1087781139200513702004-06-20T20:25:00.000-05:002004-06-20T20:25:39.200-05:00Random Notes from a Week in the Apostle Islands
* When I was fresh out of college, I thought that the main issue involving Superior, Wisconsin was which of its gritty, “authentic” bars was coolest. Now, pushing thirty, I think the big question with Superior of such great natural beauty manages to be such a shithole.
* I would say that having a tree root plug your toilet drain of your cottage Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1086968461441897242004-06-11T10:38:00.000-05:002004-06-11T10:41:01.440-05:00Don't Call Me "Swabby"
City Pages was kind enough to put me at the front of their list of crappy summer jobs. Go on and check it out (along with the sweeeeet graphic) to learn about the bestest summer I ever had.
There is one thing I wish I'd done differently with the story... towards the end, where I list the positive things I learned, I should have included picking up the phrase "the eagle Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1086725312929261182004-06-08T15:07:00.000-05:002004-06-08T15:08:32.930-05:00Publisher's Statement, from Chain-Fighting Prospectus #1
by Roger Ehrman, Publisher
I'm sure we all have a few cherished memories from the glorious days of chain-fighting in our youth. For me, it's something of a toss-up. On one hand, there's the big-league memory of the day in 1963 when prohibitive underdog Joe Oberg stared into the cameras and guaranteed a victory over Tiny Wallace, and thenKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1086054517361873162004-05-31T20:44:00.000-05:002004-05-31T20:48:37.360-05:00A Malenky Little Vesch(with, alas, precious little pretty polly and scarcely any of the old in-out)
After years of wondering how it would stack up to the movie, I've finally buckled down and started reading Burgess' A Clockwork Orange. And I'm pretty pleasantly surprised (well, if “pleasant” is a word that can readily be attached to this book, which is doubtful)-- if anything it's better than Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1083855672339290182004-05-06T10:01:00.000-05:002004-05-06T10:05:57.950-05:00Me! Me! Me!
1. Online Fiction
I've been meaning to post this for days, but the laziness is deep and strong. Anyway, a short story of mine has been accepted and published by The Diagram. The story, called “The People Who Run Things,” is sort of about physics. I made it all up, but my man in Boulder assures me tha the whole story is true. Weird.
2. Online Journalism
I've got yet another Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1082940668005826712004-04-25T19:51:00.000-05:002004-04-25T19:55:13.903-05:00Concert Review- Electric Six at the Fine Line Music Cafe, Minneapolis, April 24
Last night we saw the Electric Six play... and the Fine Line is 2 for 2 as far as providing me with good rock in the month of April.
I can see how some people wouldn't be into the Electric 6; they aren't doing a goddamned thing that's original, and pretty much every song is just a combination of Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1082560897180218532004-04-21T10:21:00.000-05:002004-04-21T10:25:36.890-05:00Concert Review- The Pixies, The Fine Line Music Café, Minneapolis, April 13
(Note: this was originally written for PopMatters.com; however, after sitting on it for a week, they decided not to run it, because—and I am not making this up— they don't like to run concert reviews that are unabashedly positive. Yes, it's pretty gauche to go to a show and enjoy it and say good things about it. After Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1082322595803448632004-04-18T16:09:00.000-05:002004-04-18T16:13:52.030-05:00A Whole Lotta Unrelated Observations
There's this old man that I see running around Lake Harriet just about every day. If I had to nominate someone to be the official Mascot of the Twin Cities, I think I'd pick him. He rules. I'd put him in mid-to-late 60s, pretty decent shape for his age, still has most of his hair. But these are the things that make him awesome: first, that he always hasKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1081458607485506732004-04-08T16:10:00.000-05:002004-04-08T16:13:50.466-05:00The Great Depression
Here's another Pulse feature I did about a sort-of-local split between Minneapolis and Madison) band called The Great Depression. I was pretty impressed with them; they've accomplished a lot of what I'd like to see Grumpy Alice do, although I imagine that we'll always be far sillier.
I have trouble imagining The Great depression doing an entire song about Grand Theft Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1080858172399349942004-04-01T16:22:00.000-06:002004-04-01T16:26:26.076-06:00School of Rock
And I've got another article up at the Rake, this one about an adult education class where people learn how to rock out. Fun article to write, and it looked like a fun class to take.
Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1080316583996275332004-03-26T09:56:00.000-06:002004-03-26T09:59:48.840-06:00The Untold Tale of COBRA!
In the comments section of Near Mint Heroes, another blog I discovered recently, I posted the weird story of the events that led to the Journal of a New COBRA Recruit winding up in the Best American Nonrequired Reading anthology. It's long and weird enough that I thought it would be worth reproducing here...
OK, the long story: First off, the COBRA piece was acceptedKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-107852533272804412004-03-05T16:22:00.000-06:002004-03-05T16:32:31.420-06:00Some Observations
1. I stopped at a gas station to get a Coke this morning on the way to work. A guy walked in behind me brandishing a fist full of money and bellowing that he needed to buy some lottery tickets right now, dammit. Unfortunately, the place didn't sell lottery tickets. So he shambled out and started marching down Third Avenue towards the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, still Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1077136424610605242004-02-18T14:33:00.000-06:002004-02-18T14:36:21.170-06:00On a Roll, Sort of.
Another Pulse article up today, this one about an extremely cool art-rocker who goes by the handle Askeleton.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1077136070285312362004-02-18T14:27:00.000-06:002004-02-18T16:02:39.653-06:00My Eyes! The Goggles Do Nothing!
You know you're somebody when right-wing web sites go out of their way to trash an article of yours. All right. I particularly like the "Pulse sucks because they suck more than City Pages and City Pages really sucks" line of argument.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1076700883667695712004-02-13T13:34:00.000-06:002004-02-13T13:37:13.513-06:00New to Me, Probably Old to You
A friend just alerted me to the existence of TinyMixTapes, a music blog that I'm fairly certain the rest of the planet has heard of, leaving me to be the last to come to it. Anyway, I'm pretty impressed. It's a bit like reading Pitchfork, but as written by people who actually like music. What a concept.
Part of my new love for Tiny Mix Tapes comes from the factKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1076530959444836782004-02-11T14:22:00.000-06:002004-02-11T14:25:06.840-06:00Stuff, Stuff, and More Stuff
Part the First- new article
I've got another article up at Pulse of the Twin Cities. This one's about a guy named Lucky Jeremy who's trying to reinject some life back into punk rock. It's a little weirder than my previous Pulse articles, but I like it a little more because of that.
Part the Second- upcoming essay
I can't remember if I've posted about this before Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1076096814691711112004-02-06T13:46:00.000-06:002004-02-06T13:49:15.060-06:00The Amazing Race
I run at the Y quite a bit during the winter months. It sucks, but running outside woud suck worse right now. The problem is that you've got two equally unpleasant choices for Y-running: the treadmill and the track
I really don't like the treadmill. Running itself can be sort of boring (although in pleasant conditions, it can be a good sort of boring), but treadmill-runningKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1075409179933867482004-01-29T14:46:00.000-06:002004-01-29T14:49:12.466-06:00The Passing on of the Wisdom
In response to a question posted at Ask MetaFilter, I put together a quick compilation of stuff I've learned about getting somewhere in the Minneapolis music scene. Not that I've really gotten anywhere, but I've been around long enough to see what seems to work and what doesn't.
And here it is:
So, then, I tried to think of a (relatively) quick set of tips to Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1075408713443959792004-01-29T14:38:00.000-06:002004-01-29T14:40:43.420-06:00Chaos Basketball
The Timberwolves are beautiful this year, but I wonder if this (NY Times; free reg. required) isn't how basketball is really meant to be played.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1073590680791179882004-01-08T13:38:00.000-06:002004-01-08T13:40:43.623-06:00Busking for Dollars
Here's a pretty decent article in the Washington Monthly that relates the economics of the music industry to busking the subway. Nothing earth-shattering here, but it does a nice job of summing up the current situation.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1073508959863242322004-01-07T14:55:00.000-06:002004-01-07T14:58:09.793-06:00Head in the Clouds
Article I did for Pulse of the Twin Cities about a rising local band called Cloud Cult. They're pretty good, and I don't think the article's too bad, either.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1072209768631738212003-12-23T14:02:00.000-06:002003-12-23T14:08:11.263-06:00Annotation of some Horse Manure
This is a forward I received via email, with a few of my own edits.
Subject: Breakfast at McDonalds
This is a good story, please read it all the way through. (After the
story there are some very interesting facts!) (a)
I am a mother of three (ages 14,12,3) and have recently completed my
college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. (b) The Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1072131649092164572003-12-22T16:20:00.000-06:002003-12-22T16:22:09.310-06:00The 2003 Reading List
I don't know if this says anything good about me or not, but in the past few years I've taken to keeping track of the books I read, with the vague goal of reading at least 50 every year (of which 25 have to be new and not re-reads). I crossed the finish line last night, and since it looks unlikely that I'll finish another book by the end of the year (one is easy but reallyKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1071265422270508682003-12-12T15:43:00.000-06:002003-12-12T15:44:48.950-06:00It's a Long Way to the Top if You Wanna Rock and Roll
Disastrous Grumpy Alice show last night. We were scheduled to play the 4th St. Station at 9, and were really excited about it. We had trouble when we played there before- the sound guy started us 20 min. early and cut our set in half so that he could leave work early- but we'd been told he'd been fired, and we really liked their stage setupKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1070473432281029482003-12-03T11:43:00.000-06:002003-12-03T11:44:46.936-06:00Big Black Feline- The ScreenplayKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1069798155960105282003-11-25T16:09:00.000-06:002003-11-25T16:12:26.250-06:00Minneapolis Music Scene 2003, in a Nutshell
While talking to the editor of a forthcoming local music mag, I was asked to describe my taste in music in terms of local bands. I kind of like my reply:
Hoo boy. I like a pretty broad range of stuff for someone who grew up in the middle
of nowhere in Nebraska. My favorite local band would be my own, Grumpy Alice (yes,
the name annoys me sometimes,Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1069706237802352972003-11-24T14:37:00.000-06:002003-11-24T14:38:00.966-06:00My Moderately Triumphant Return to Non-Music Journalism
The National Novel Writing Month article is out, in this month's Rake.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1069273060176610832003-11-19T14:17:00.000-06:002003-11-19T14:18:15.860-06:00My Semi-Triumphant Return to Music Journalism
Here's a profile of the band Thoughtcloud I wrote for Pulse magazine.
And there should be a semi-decent amunt of non-music freelance stuff coming down the pipeline in the next couple of months.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1068839523079184042003-11-14T13:52:00.000-06:002003-11-14T13:52:31.716-06:00The Complete Filmography of J. O. Incandenza
Who was scandalously left off of this list of the greatest living directors...Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1068334540379047432003-11-08T17:35:00.000-06:002003-11-08T17:36:01.653-06:00Not Quite an American Guitar Stallion
While working on the NaNoWriMo article, I stumbled across a nugget left over from last year. It's nothing I can really use for the article, but funny enough that I thought it would be worth posting here:
Day 0. Signed up today to participate in National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org). The idea is to write a 50,000-word novel in thirty days.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1068156961696399882003-11-06T16:16:00.000-06:002003-11-06T16:16:20.623-06:00Got A Blue Moon in My Eye
For the past week or so, we've been working our way through Sopranos Season 4. Kind of slow, until we hit Episode 9 last night, during which a horse and then a major character die in rather spectacular fashion.
And to make sure that I'm not missing any important plot points, I've been going to the TV Without Pity recaps for each episode... That's a weird mix of Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1067289638251306372003-10-27T15:20:00.000-06:002003-10-27T15:20:43.966-06:00Freelance Update
I may be doing a story about Twin Cities people participating in National Novel Writing Month. If it works out, this should be pretty gosh-darned cool.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1067288325351841722003-10-27T14:58:00.000-06:002003-10-27T15:19:10.920-06:00Intolerable Cruelty- Not All That Tolerable.
We saw Intolerable Cruelty last night, and it was surprisingly sucky. Not just a mild letdown, a full-on oh-my-god-I-want-my-two-hours-back disaster. It was by far the most gutless movie I've seen come out of the Coen brothers' machine.
It seemed like the ghost of a Coen movie. Where O Brother and Fargo and Raising Arizona all move long under Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066938513183256462003-10-23T14:48:00.000-05:002003-10-23T14:48:32.666-05:00Manifesto!
A while ago, when I was in between writing projects, a friend of mine suggested that I take the time to write a manifesto. Aside from giving me something to work on, he pointed out that manifesto-writing was sort of a grand tradition and had done wonders for the careers of Marcel Duchamp and the Unabomber. I love urinals and wearing hoodie-and-sunglasses ensembles, so these are justKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066765703208789902003-10-21T14:48:00.000-05:002003-10-21T14:48:22.853-05:00A Whole Lotta WesterbergKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066765486122338072003-10-21T14:44:00.000-05:002003-10-21T14:44:45.826-05:00The Worst Kid in Minnesota
We have some newish (3-4 months, maybe) neighbors in the apartment adjoining ours, and I am coming to hate their offspring. They look fairly normal- he's your standard chunky, truck-drivin' south Minneapolis rube-in-training; she's very thin and washed-out; and their kid (I'm bad with kid ages, but I'd say between one and two- he walks but doesn't speak in any Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066680228425735422003-10-20T15:03:00.000-05:002003-10-20T15:03:48.543-05:00Self-Delusion
A friend of mine recently told me that he's becoming fascinated with the Catholic church. I can't say I agree with him, but of course everyone has the right to go off on whatever tangents he feels like- I'm sure he doesn't get this comic book thing I've been on for the past few years.
Thing is, at the same time he's also getting really into Communism. And he doesn't see the Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066423264689422452003-10-17T15:41:00.000-05:002003-10-17T15:41:04.296-05:00A House Divided?
Rebecca's parents are in town for the weekend, and that means a few days of Out On The Town activities… and it looks like the headliner one will be a trip to the Metrodome on Saturday for the Minnesota-Michigan State game.
Which raises a big question for me: who do I root for? I mean, my degree is from the University of Minnesota, so that seems like the obvious choice at Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066417327300693582003-10-17T14:02:00.000-05:002003-10-17T14:02:07.420-05:00This is one cooool building.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1066147339375223722003-10-14T11:02:00.000-05:002003-10-14T11:02:19.546-05:00I'm going to try a new intermittent feature here at Big Black Feline: capsule reviews of books, movies, or albums that I recommend. Why? Because a guy's got to have something to post, and I'm trying to spare you all of my comments about Canadian immigration policy.
So…
Big Black Feline Recommends: The Sparrow, by Mary Doria Russell
I just finished rereading this book (and its sequel/Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1065817848692174792003-10-10T15:30:00.000-05:002003-10-10T15:30:48.466-05:00A Pointless Freakout for Your Enjoyment
I get a little freaked out at times, thinking about how tenuous and arbitrary everything is.
Consider: Earlier this summer, I was driving around Minneapolis on a really warm, beautiful evening. I had the windows down and Springsteen's Born in the USA on the stereo, and I watched the sun go down behind the downtown skyline and thought that the moment Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1065638219405731362003-10-08T13:36:00.000-05:002003-10-08T13:36:59.016-05:00This Should Create Some Sort of Feedback Loop
Hunter Thompson on Rush Limbaugh. Whoa.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1065556051318348372003-10-07T14:47:00.000-05:002003-10-07T14:47:31.000-05:00The Cutout Bins and Memory Lane
There's a very cool article over at Pitchfork talking about the glut of 90s-era CDs to be found in used record bins. It's pretty funny and fairly accurate, too.
I feel pretty vindicated, because there's a lot of stuff in there that I remember people loving while I was in college that just sounded like total crap to me (Possum Dixon, I'm looking at you; and howdyKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1065476327929984752003-10-06T16:38:00.000-05:002003-10-06T16:38:47.553-05:00The Worst Hotel in the Midwest
Well, probably not, but we found a pretty bad one.
A couple of friends of ours got married in Duluth last weekend, and we decided we'd sort of give ourselves a treat by staying in the Duluth Radisson (I say "sort of" because come on, let's not kid ourselves, it's not like there's a lot of luxury in Duluth).
But, well, if you ever wind up traveling to Duluth, Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1065128349635901552003-10-02T15:59:00.000-05:002003-10-02T15:59:09.806-05:00She Fell in Love with the Drummer
Currently trying to get psyched up for tonight's Grumpy Alice show… it should be a weird one. Given Bob's rather grim injuries, we're splitting drumming duties between Grant, Bob (on a couple of songs with parts so easy that they allow one-handed drumming), and me.
I started out playing drums back in high school, but pretty much gave it up after deciding that Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1064946459898234832003-09-30T13:27:00.000-05:002003-09-30T13:32:44.423-05:00Attack of the Balloon Heads
I'm not feeling to well, home sick from work with a bunch of congestion and aches and all of that fun. But it's recently come to my attention that people are actually reading this, and I haven't been too good about the updates lately, so I figured I'd damn well better get something up.
So here we go.
1. Just finished reading ">The Curious Incident of the Dog in Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063912326824796392003-09-18T14:12:00.000-05:002003-09-18T15:38:14.136-05:00A Pointless Taxonomy of Uncle Tupelo-Related Bands
(excerpted from an email I sent to Ander Monson)
The Wilco/Jayhawks/Son Volt/Tupelo/Golden Smog/Bottle Rockets family tree gets pretty twisted. But I love going on and on about it, so here's the shortest version:
1. Original Uncle Tupelo lineup: Jay Farrar, Jeff Tweedy, Mike Heidorn. Frequently joined by Brian Henneman (the Bottle Rockets)Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063813004477897692003-09-17T10:36:00.000-05:002003-09-17T10:36:44.153-05:00Today's Recommended Comics:
DC
Human Target #2- Peter Milligan working with weird identity issues. Entertaining, cool, and great if you want to avoid the superhero ghetto
Marvel
Ultimate Six #1- Ultimate Universe crossover. Could be good. Could be rotten. The first one will at least be worth checking out.
Uncanny X-Men #431- At some point, I'm going to stop buying this book. With Chuck Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063744919376616472003-09-16T15:41:00.000-05:002003-09-16T15:41:59.310-05:00The Man in Black, Broken Arms, and Minimum Rock and Roll
1: We'll Miss You, Big Guy
It's been very hard to decide what to say about the death of Johnny Cash. I don't have too many heroes, but he was one of them, and the idea of saying anything at all is frankly scary- I feel like if I say anything, I need to make it good to live up to The Man.
But forget that. Part of what I loved about hisKeithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063317801492328762003-09-11T17:03:00.000-05:002003-09-11T17:04:05.463-05:00Work on Your Scrabble
Here's a website devoted to letting you improve your Scrabble skillz during online deadtime. Very nice, although I wouldn't be too surprised to see the site go dark before too long because of copyright anality.
I went through a pretty hard-core Scrabble phase about a year ago after reading Word Freak, Stefan Fatsis' extremely entertaining book on the world of Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063314282434297742003-09-11T16:04:00.000-05:002003-09-11T16:05:06.146-05:00Really, Really Big Fish
Nothing more to say... these pictures are just cool to look at.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063204000583280092003-09-10T09:26:00.000-05:002003-09-10T09:26:40.573-05:00The Pixies Are Coming Back
Whoo! Whoo! Hot Damn! Jumpin Jesus on a pogostick, Stuart! All right! Whoo! Kick Azzszszs! Yo yo yo! And just a day after Berke Breathed announced he's coming back! Hoo-ha! Happy days are here again! Awoooooooo! Ha cha cha!
More cogent analysis may or may not be forthcoming. Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063140284267309452003-09-09T15:44:00.000-05:002003-09-09T15:44:44.123-05:00Incredibly Stupid Things I Did as a Youth
(first in an ongoing series)
Burning a car- This was meant to be the opening scene of a gritty, post-apocalyptic camcorder movie; the idea was that we'd douse this old, abandoned car with gas and diesel fuel and ignite it with a flaming arrow (this was all done on a friend's farm, on a day when his parents had inexplicably driven to Lincoln and left us Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1063054047223402112003-09-08T15:47:00.000-05:002003-09-08T15:47:54.830-05:00Whoa.
Here's an article (about a year old) from British newspaper The Guardian about the connections between fringe terrorist groups and classic science fiction.
My mind is particularly blown by the suggestion that the name Al-Qaeda may actually be a reference to Isaac Asimov's Foundation series.
Like I said, whoa.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062795944328605472003-09-05T16:05:00.000-05:002003-09-05T16:07:20.806-05:00Infinite Jest and Other David Foster Wallace Fun
This site is a treasure trove of reviews, articles, and interviews about Infinite Jest and David Foster Wallace in general. Good, good stuff. This Wallace essay about the detrimental effects of big special effects budgets on films is extremely perceptive and hilarious. And I agree with him on the relative quality of the first two Terminator Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062794584928507542003-09-05T15:43:00.000-05:002003-09-05T15:43:04.826-05:00Google Has No Idea What I Look Like.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062694671079313592003-09-04T11:57:00.000-05:002003-09-04T11:57:50.896-05:00Maximum Rock and Roll, Part 1
Peter S. Scholtes of City pages has put together an amazing oral historyof First Avenue, the best damn rock club in between the coasts. I'm halfway through the article, and loving every minute of it. The place is more or less the spiritual center of everything I love about Minneapolis, and it's awesome hearing about all of the crazy stuff that used to go down Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062528588887905282003-09-02T13:49:00.000-05:002003-09-02T13:49:48.886-05:00Well, This Is Pretty Weird
The Bible updated as a teen mag. I'm going to go out on a limb and predict that there will be at least 50 American Studies theses written about this within a year.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062183309857525492003-08-29T13:55:00.000-05:002003-08-29T13:55:09.846-05:00Dropping the Bomb on Fargo Rock City
I read Chuck Klosterman's Fargo Rock City a couple of years ago and thought it was ok, but nothing to write home about. A memoir about growing up in North Dakota and listening to hair metal in the 80s, it was sort of refreshing in its unapologetic tone… Klosterman likes the music he likes, dammit, and he's not ashamed of it. It wasn't spectacularly Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062168196117923422003-08-29T09:43:00.000-05:002003-08-29T09:43:15.986-05:00It's That Time of Year Again...
Although I used to find him grating and annoying, Sport's Illustrated's Dr. Z has a fairly entertaining preview of the upcoming season. Just a few years ago, I couldn't stand the guy. Now I think that if every sportswriter covering the NFL was as mellow and thoughtful as he is, I could really get back into football.
For the past couple of years, I've tried to Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5245045.post-1062088906594884732003-08-28T11:41:00.000-05:002003-08-28T11:41:46.480-05:00The Worst Town in America
The Washington Post at its investigative best as a reporter struggles to find the worst town in America. Actually, I think he's wrong; the crown should go to Herman, NE. But he's close enough.
You may need to register with the WashPo to read, but it's free and relatively painless.Keithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05411827723337054881noreply@blogger.com0