I will have two new stories in the upcoming Sleeping Fish, which is great. Sleeping Fish is great.

Last Thursday's event with Dean Wareham was great. I don't know how he got his reputation as a prickly pear, because he's a lot of fun. The next night he read and played with Britta at the Lizard Lounge. He played "Blue Thunder" and "Don't Let Our Youth Go To Waste." That was really something, to finally see him sing those songs I've been listening to for 15 years. I celebrated by getting very very drunk. No fear.

I finally wrote something on Sunday. Its been a month. But I need to because I have nothing else to submit to magazine and I like submitting to magazines. It makes me feel like I'm doing something, though I am doing very little.

William Walsh sent me a copy of his new book, Without Wax. I want to read it soon, but I have a huge huge pile of books to get through for work. But everything I've read of it so far has made it seem very promising.