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Just taped a TXCN appearance — it should air over the weekend, in reference to a story that’ll run on Monday’s front page.
Proof that the odds are against guys at bars.
Mistresses are so passe.
The wonders of dollar wine.
Beulah not breaking up after all.
Monica Lewinsky…Monica Lewinsky…why do I know that name? Oh, the handbags! Of course!

I’m off to Chicago tomorrow morning for four days. I used to hang out in Chicago quite a bit in my Toledo days, but it’s been a while. All suggestions are welcome.

I’m not sure I can properly communicate through electronic prose my excitement — nay, my joy — that a reliable boiled crawfish joint has opened one block away from my Louisiana family home. $14.99 for five pounds — a thoroughly acceptable price. I suspect my traditional five-pound gain per home visit will soon reach eight or nine.
Also, here’s my story from tomorrow’s front page, on a rural school district that’s gone from craptacular to rock-star status in a few years’ time. (Well, I phrase it differently in the story.) Notice the he’s-pushing-it use of the phrase “thousands-strong throngs.”

Dallasites, don’t forget! The Colossal Colon is coming to town, April 23 to 26.

Wow. The Dutch sure have a different conception of justice than we Americans do. Seriously, you assassinate your nation’s leading candidate for prime minister — and you get 12 years in prison? Can you possibly imagine someone killing an American presidential candidate and walking free 12 years later?
“The panel of three judges…were not imposing a life sentence, they said, because they had been persuaded that Mr. van der Graaf was not likely to repeat his crime.” I suppose it’s the second political assassination that really shows you’re a bad guy.

Oh, and on a personal note, somebody pinch me: Today I wrote the final check to pay off my student loans. The $15,810 I once owed for my time in New Haven is finally, like my major, history.

Here’s my story from today’s paper, on the Texas Legislature vote to boost college tuition up to 22 percent.
Also, I just taped another appearance on TXCN — it should run Friday and repeat through the weekend, promoting a story that’ll be on Monday’s front page.
I’m leaving in a few hours for Louisiana and a four-day weekend. May your rocks continue to roll in my absence.

Blog of the day.

The comics page at my old college paper — long considered the most important real estate in college journalism — has been strong of late. Don’t Look at Me by Tom O’Donnell is great week in and week out. This Happy Planet is usually creepy good, and Cavalcade of Assholes (which repurposes self-important quotes from the editorials of rival paper) is entertaining in a bloviating sort of way.

Just the other day I was wondering: What is the single, unifying theme behind the hit ABC daytime drama All My Children? Thank heavens, now I know!
“The theme of ‘All My Children’ from the beginning is the belief that, as God’s children, we are all bound to each other by our common humanity despite our many personal differences; that it is our failure to understand and respect those differences that causes most of life’s pain and suffering.”
So it’s not about hot lesbian action?