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The BBC's Adam Livingstone says that he knows it's not—even if the Beeb did use the "t-word" in a story last week.
Walking tours featuring the gargoyles, green men, griffins, and hippogryphs of New York. When I first moved here, my wife told me that looking up all the time marked me as a tourist, which seemed like a terrible thing to be. Then I discovered that by not looking up, I missed all of this stuff, which seemed much worse.
There's <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/022806summer/">another complication</a>.
I don't know anything about Ethan Winer except that he made one heck of a cool video of himself playing cello. It's <I>all</I> cello, baby.
iPod Hi-Fi? "iPod Hi-Fi accurately reproduces the lowest cello notes and the highest piccolo notes; the brittle strum of an acoustic guitar and the powerful thump of a driving bass."
MPAA spokesflack Brad Hunt tried to sell a roomful of Hollywood tech types on "plugging the analog hole." Ought to be a slam dunk, right? Apparently not. The group groaned out loud when he said that retailers would have to educate consumers on its implications and after more probing questions, he got this one: "This is a room full of people whose living depends on this working. You're getting pushback to the point of hostility. If you can't sell this to us, how are you going to sell it to the target 16–45 demographic?"
Unabashedly liberal; unrepenitently literary. <I>Pogo</I> will always be <I>my</I> candidate for best comic strip ever. An appreciation from the <I>WaPo</I>.
I almost called Christopher Moore the funniest writer you've never heard of, but his sales indicate that an awful lot of people have not only heard of him, but have bought his books. He's not perzackly a household name, but I'd put him in the company of Terry Pratchett, Douglas Adams, Neil Gaiman, and Carl Hiiassen—you know, writers whose books you save for when you <I>need</I> a can't-fail pick-me-up.
But Damon Krukowski, drummer for Galaxie 500, has turned his back on the touring life to teach expository writing at Harvard. But that's just his day job—he still performs music around town with his wife as Damon & Naomi.