21 April 2002

Draft-Day Woes: Call me crazy, but don’t Heisman-winning quarterbacks usually get drafted in a reasonably early round — one before, say, late June?! It’s the third and Crouch hasn’t gone yet; at this point I’m starting to think I’ll get the call before he does. This is insane. (Not a football fan? Please disregard previous. Not a Husker? Please disregard paranoid aspect of previous, other than to note we’re all quite aware that the rest of the country is conspiring against us. Again.)

21 April 2002

21 April 2002

If you don’t know Le Tigre, they’re a great band — fabulous in concert. And did I mention feminist? And really lefty? Love ’em. Of course, the leftist-feminist-queer message is very mainstream these days, in our just and peaceful world, which is why a bunch of Texas protesters had time to make leafleting a recent show their activism priority. Note to aforementioned Texas protesters: Put down the headphones, pick up a newspaper, and see what the socio-political landscape really is on Earth. And speaking of planets, didn’t I just see ET hailing your cab?

21 April 2002

19 April 2002

I love essays that display their author’s mystification with what real people read and write, particularly when it is further made clear that the writer hasn’t ventured into the depths of her local libraries in a number of years. Ms Adams calls them “nobody memoirs” and thinks they’re on the rise for whatever reason, but any patron of a slightly outdated library knows that these were wildly popular decades ago, in the early and middle portions of the twentieth century — war tales from foot soldiers, travelogues from minor diplomats’ wives, childhood memories from those who grew up as first-generation ingredients in the American melting pot, and any number of other examples of observations from the sidelines. I absolutely adore these books, whatever their literary quality, and would suggest to Ms Adams that nobodies, precisely because their lives are less visible and less known to us, make on the whole much more intriguing subjects of the casual memoir. (Which connects thematically to the previous blog item — see below.)

19 April 2002

19 April 2002

Great train of thought from Mike Klis in the Denver Post a few days ago: “There are thousands of men who can’t understand how anybody can watch the same movie twice. What can be more captivating than not knowing how a story is going to end? In baseball, every game has a different ending. The final outcome, in its truest form, is unpredictable. Otherwise they wouldn’t bother playing. The only known exception was the 1919 World Series, and sure enough, they made a movie about it.”

19 April 2002