May 07, 2007

You Know, Because My Day Couldn't POSSIBLY Get Worse ...

... IT GOT WORSE. I went over to The Bleat tonight and saw James Lileks' description of his new job at the Minneapolis Star-Tribune:


In short, it’s everything I’ve been looking for. All these worlds are mine, except Europa! There are union rules about that, I gather.

Hah! Just kidding.

That didn't happen.

As it happens, they've killed my column, and assigned me to write straight local news stories.



You know, I may just break out that bottle of Patron Anejo I've been saving. Well, no, that's for happy occasions, isn't it? Entonces, traigame alugno gin, por favor. !Que sabor amargo!

Posted by Benjamin Kepple at May 7, 2007 08:55 PM | TrackBack
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