Special thanks to Daily Mirror
journalist Craig McGill for the gift of Iain Banks' latest, Raw Spirit.
I couldn't tell you the last time I enjoyed a book so much. Ostensibly a tour of Scotland's finest distilleries, this part travelogue, part rumination (like all good stories, well-told) transcends its pages and simultaneously puts you shotgun with Banks on his travels while reminding you of that great summer you spent on the lake in Connecticut, drinking and laughing and chasing the donut shop girls with your pals.
At least, that's what it did for me.
"An entire audience of 3000 souls is laughing uproariously at the comedian. You join them. The comedian is obviously very funny. An entire audience of 2999 is laughing uproariously at the comedian. You do not join them. The comedian is obviously not very funny. Such is the transcendent power of one's own opinion." -- John Wasserman
The Internet is dead in Northern California; I've gone up to the Isotope in the pouring rain to drink Sparks and talk comics and call the printer about Demo.
I'm still working, but you all are on your own today.
Why, lookee here.
"CBR's own Larry Young -- if we can truly claim some level of ownership on him -- has started up an AiT/PlanetLar blog. Or perhaps it's just some company fluffery updated on a near-daily basis. One thing's for sure: it won't be boring, no matter what it turns out to be. " -- Augie De Blieck, Jr., in an excellent piece of referential hoo-ha of descending "blogosphere" madness. Who links to the linkers? I ask you.