so we've got new york magazine...and the new york-er...what's next: "new york-est"?

here's one of my favorite covers

lack of postings due to deadlines, submissions, new pieces, books, lots going on. will say more about that when i have something more formal to report.

also busy with author photo shoot. the hugely talented michele asselin wasted, i mean, shot a pantload of film of me doing everything from singing camptown races, to running along the hudson river, fully clothed.

seriously tho, she's great. check out her website if you need a choice photographer.

i've noticed a new trend, at least of subway riders. for the last year or so, people (both men and women, possibly republicans as well, though one can't be sure) have decided NOT to remove the tags on the outside surface of their new merchandise.

the most popular one reads: "100% Genuine Wool--Dry Clean Only." These are generally spotted on the sleeve of coats, but sometimes scarves, as well. once i even saw one on a small child's stuffed animal. a frog. a green frog. sewn right on to his little green head. are they joking? i wondered. are we really to start dry cleaning our stuffed animals now?

or is this tag thing like an izod alligator? a brand that has been ripped off and slapped on any surface that will accept needle and thread. (during the height of the alligator craze, i swear i once saw one on a wrench).

part of me wants to ask these subway riders what the deal is. "excuse me, but do you know the tag there on your sleeve is supposed to be removed after you buy the coat?"

part of me wants to skip the questioning and just rip the fucker off.

my shrink says i have tag rage.

i dunno. maybe she's right. they just really get my goat.

let's see, what else.

on this day, in 1981, while i was no doubt busy humping a pillow to orgasm, bob marley died.

i'm not a raging marley fan. but my brother is/was. and it gives me a good excuse to post this funny photo of me jammin' on his drumset. i think i was about 17 here. recording a new song on my tascam.

notice the boss compressor pedal (that blue thing) in the foreground. also notice marley's hair. 100% genuine dreadlock or hair extension? no tag...hard to tell.

was down at the st. marks theater on tuesday for giant tuesday night of amazing inventions and also there is a game. hadn't been in many months. glad to see it's still the funniest show underground. and still for a whopping $5.

only two months to go before andres du bouchet et al take a summer hiatus. so get your ass down there and check 'em out.

especially notable was the apparant loss of heft around bouchet's waistline. he must be gearing up for swimsuit season. atkins shmatkins, this guy knows how to count carbs!