Kevin Melrose serves up an interview with Mimi and me, concentrating mostly on the success of Demo but touching on a few piquant points of publishing. Just after the end of the interview, there's a reminder to enter that cool cross-blog Demo contest, wherein you can win all sorts of cool swag from us and from Digital Webbing Presents, merely by writing up what sort of superpower you'd like to have. Me, I wouldn't want any "power" myself, but I sure wouldn't mind a time machine.

After a pretty busy weekend, in which we finished up True Story Swear to God: 100 Stories, Hench, and did the final polish on the Ursula translation, drove up to Sea Ranch for a night and back to the city for Mother's Day brunch after which we finished the AiT/Planet Lar Q104 accounting, I had a little time to surf around and see what I'd missed. Laura Gjovaag has a nice review of Johnny Dynamite, John Jakala gives a little report on the continuing Entertainment Weekly coverage of comics (where Hench is mentioned), and Johnny Bacardi mourns the non-appearance of the latest Scurvy Dogs in his local shop. Now, assuming the rote spiel about pre-ordering is a given, my next suggestion to Mr. Bacardi would be to move a little closer to civilization.

And this non-AiT/Planet Lar observation: if Boston Rob (absent the whole engagement thing) had just said at tribal council: "You know, I played the best I could, and I'm up here in the Final Two. First place gets the cool million, and second place $500,000, which ain't too shabby by anyone's definition. Just give the mil to Amber," that would have been win-win. Maybe he gets the million, maybe he doesn't, but if he does, he's got a million, and if he doesn't, and Amber blows him off in a few years, every other girl in America thinks of you as the guy who, given the chance, gives his girlfriend a million dollars.