Die's cast, and all that crap. The column hit the newsstands, and then the shit hit the fan ( Read more... )

I ducked into Bad Ass after dinner down in the Village with Terry to celebrate the Times story (Page A8, can you believe it? And the photos look great; I owe Steve dinner now), and ended up running into Sabby for a little while. She was having coffee with some high-school teacher from out in Brooklyn. Andrew something. Had an inquisitive bug up his ( Read more... )

Well, that was a little bad. I had no idea she was coming over today. Did I? Maybe I just forgot. Typical ( Read more... )

Is she serious? Asking me to cover her "mutants, yay!" rally? That's . . . I don't know what that is, but it's fishy, let's say ( Read more... )

Soup's almost ready. Well, it is ready, but I'm not ( Read more... )

Leah's story on the mutant safehouses (shelters!) is out on newsstands this week in the current issue of Rolling Stone. It's blurbed on the cover - title only, without the author's name - and it's one of the major stories, spanning a good several pages with photographs. The writing is straightforward investigative journalism, without much ( Read more... )

A long day, but at least it got off to a good start, with a chance encounter at Grand Central Station with none other than Dr. John Grey himself, father of Jean and kindly professor on the loose. He was heading back on a commute away from some substitute gig in the city, anyway, and we ended up chatting about this and that over a very crowded ( Read more... )

He came over tonight to go over his portfolio of stories with me. That part of the talk went very well: he soaks up ideas and learning itself like a thirsty sponge. His teachers must love him, once they get him to focus and listen. I hope he does go on to higher education of some sort or other; it would be a waste of his bright mind otherwise ( Read more... )

Well, shit. This again ( Read more... )

Christ, it's late, but when the muse strikes, you'd better pay attention, right? It runs away again fast enough ( Read more... )