...from our family to yours.
It's easy to lose hope in this modern world. And then, just like that, the Vatican's minister of culture tweets Lou Reed (in Latin) and suddenly, there is reason to believe that man may yet get it right. And the colored girls say, Doo do doo do doo do do doo.
We took the train into Manhattan Wednesday evening for my reading at KGB. KGB is a great little bar, a second-floor walk-up in the East Village dedicated to whiskey and literature (and Soviet memorabilia). There were eight of us scheduled to read on Wednesday night, all mystery writers, all members of the New York chapter… Continue reading Usually, my life is not like this, but it was a lot like this, this week
I have it from reliable sources that tomorrow night's reading will feature the chum cannon. Trust me on this, it is appropriately disgusting. I hope to see you tomorrow night at KGB Bar, 85 East 4th Street, NYC.
Last week, I posted about a mystery conference cruise and a certain ghost ship, adrift at sea. All those passengers stranded on that cruise ship with no power, no services, limited supplies, nothing to do. If that had actually been the mystery cruise, I told my wife, at least the authors would sell a lot… Continue reading The problem with ebooks
That night, at dinner (it was three years ago, but I remember it is as if were yesterday) a beauty pageant queen, dressed in her sash and crown... I should probably clarify that... She was wearing more than just her sash and crown. It would be oh so wrong, if she were wearing only a… Continue reading Do You Know about the Murders? (Redux)