Composed on the 20th of March in the year 2012, at 10:55 AM. It was Tuesday.

There will be some real essays up shortly; been a bit burnt out after the book. In the meantime I want credit for coining this term:

Spilchking, v.: The act of typing in gibberish to make sure your spellchecker is working after getting “bourgeois” right on the first try.

I think this is a potato with shades.

Hi there! You should totally go buy my book for the low low price of 6.66! It's like buying me a beer at an out-of-the-way dive bar in Brooklyn! Not in Manhattan. Manhattan prices are ridiculous, though there are a couple of decent Irish dives where you can snag a drink for five bucks. Otherwise, you're looking at a two or three book beer.