- Why am I inexplicably awake at 3:30 and still at 4:30? Please tell me if you know.
- Justine got Boing-Boing’d.
- Strange Horizons is spending the week reviewing Justina Robson novels. Serendipitously.
- Salman Rushdie writes a new introduction for Midnight’s Children 25 years later; on what happened after it sold: I quit my part-time copywriting job. (I had moved on from Ogilvy & Mather to another agency, Ayer Barker Hegemann.) “Oh,” the creative director said when I tendered my resignation, “you want a rise?” No, I explained, I was just giving notice as required so that I could leave and be a full-time writer. “I see,” he said. “You want a big rise.” (Via Moorish Girl.)
- Cave art = teen boy graffiti? No word on what this means for the first draft of history. (Via Bookninja.)
- Erin comes up with a disaster kit for the rest of us.
- Daniel Olivas interviews Luis Alberto Urrea over at TEV.
- This story just keeps getting weirder.
- Andrea Seigel reads between the lines of the first review of her new book To Feel Stuff.
- Oh dear, the cat’s playing with the light socket. I wonder if he does this every night…
3 thoughts on “Tuesday Hangovers”
Hope you got some sleep in the end, I am always insomniac but am suffering tonight with the most WRETCHED cold, it’s almost 6:30am and I still haven’t been able to get to sleep, I am so overwhelmed with symptoms! So it made me happy to find your blog entry….
Maybe you’re awake because you have a screaming infant in your arms?
Oh wait…that’s me. 😉
So, when I was working as a field producer on MTV’s Big Urban Myth show, we needed a Sound Forensic Detective and I looked in the phone book and found Mr. Pellicano’s name. We wanted to examing the Tupac record where he supposedly says “Suge shot me”. Two weeks after we interviewed him he was arrested.
But when I first called Pellicano and he asked me about the show and had a bunch of questions. At the end, when he was satisfied with me, he agreed to come in and examine the Tupac tapes. Then he said, “If you make me look like a fool, well… you know, I’m Italian.”
I think even I was Pellicanoed!
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