Friday, April 07, 2006

gone to houston

Going to Houston, me buckos. So don't look for anything new here. However, I have to bitch - for some reason, last week, my readership numbers collapsed just as I was putting together some assez cool posts, especially the little one about Marx, Elizabeth Kolbert, and global warming. Or at least I thought that LI was hot, there. (It is an alarming sign for a writer when his hottest stuff falls stillborn from the press, as Davy Hume said about his first book. But vanity forbids me to think that I stink as much as the numbers suggest -- so I press onwards for the good of humanity!)(or at least to appease the chokehold of my evident graphomania!)(and I am using the ! because I like the quivering, tail wagging quality of that punctuation mark. An exclamation mark is the equivalent of a writer jumping up on your pants leg and peeing on your shoe, he's so happy to see you. Take it as a compliment!)

After making the round of Houston's finest stripjoints with my friend David, deconstructing the male gaze, of course, I'll be back. Hey, that was a joke about the stripjoints ... Houston's finest is a little too expensive for either Dave or me. Cheap bars, however, (and Houston is abundantly blessed with them) are another story.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

The posts I slave over always get ignored, too. I'm glad (perversely) that far finer writers than I occasionally suffer the same fate.

Roger Gathmann said...

Winna, what a sweet comment! I didn't have the grand old time I was hoping for in Houston -- it was sodden and sudden and not so great -- so it was nice to come back home and read this. Thank you.

From the Holodomor to Gaza: NYT softfocuses on famine - the spirit of Walter Duranty lives!

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