K. Happy birthday!

But I am not happy about the direction the language is taking on this blog!

Posted by: Fletcher Fletching at August 1, 2002 07:59 PM

This reminds me of the "smurf" bit on SNL a few years ago. (think: "smurf me harder baby")

Besides, the new Springsteen album owns, it's got violins now.

Posted by: Sean Kirby at August 1, 2002 08:54 PM

I think Bruce, Steve Earle, Neil Young, and that cowboy singer (Dirk Smith, or whatever his name is, some hill n' dale kinda of stage moniker) should all go on tour together, each one take a corner of the stage, and have some kind of 911-inspired concert competition. We could finally determine once and for all who is most exploitative of 911, who "captures" it the best, and so on.

Belated happy birthday, Matt. Don't sweat the novel. Conrad didn't get a novel published until he was 39, I think, which gives even me hope.

Posted by: Jim O'Grady at August 3, 2002 08:42 AM
hich I think he didn't learn until he was an adult.

Matt, don't be discouraged by the fact that at your age, Bonaparte already controlled Europe, or that Keats had been dead for almost 10 years, or that Jesus was dead for a little while but then conquered death. Go at your own pace, buddy.

Posted by: Greg at August 5, 2002 01:37 PM

Greg -- the worst is the story about Mick Jagger's 25th birthday party ... or was it John Lennon's? Where one guy says "wait up," and goes and puts on the new song, "Revolution." The other guy says "that's cool," and pulls out *his* latest, "Jumping Jack Flash." Or something like that.... I didn't enjoy turning 25.

Posted by: Matt Welch at August 5, 2002 06:29 PM
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