My latest column for BitchBuzz, grumbling about top ten lists:
If there’s one thing I hate about the end of the year, it’s the proliferation of Top Ten (and Top 100 and so on) lists. Everywhere you turn, there’s another blowhard detailing what was really best about the last year or decade or even century. It really irks me.
To explain why, I have created my own Top Ten list in the hopes that the utter irony and chutzpah of this move will cause reality as we know it to implode or at the very least bore everyone so much that they swear off top ten lists forever.
As always, read the rest at BBHQ along with other fine pieces.
I’m just back from my travels, all of which went as well as might be hoped and with only minor irritations, which is fairly amazing for MLA. Dinner with Todd and Isabel at Eulogy was terrific, my breakfast po’boy at the Reading Terminal was delish, the panel went well and was well attended, lunch with Sandi was great — we caught up on all kinds of news — and then back to NYC and a bevvie with Karen at Grand Central — first time we’ve met in person, glad to find her just as delightful as she is on-line — and then up to Poughkeepsie where Robert picked me up and gave me a belated Xmas dinner and birthday cake. Quite a satisfying trip all around — made sweeter by the fact that it was my MLA swan song! Whoo hoo — I shouldn’t have to make another trip to the world’s most stressful conference™ anytime soon.
Kipper is happy I’m back, which he showed by wolfing down his food and immediately up chucking it. Ah, home. Now he’s staring at the radiator as if there were something alive in it. Not at all disturbing, no.