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Last night, I attended the "Bookhouse Rock" release event for Neal Pollack's new book Beneath the Axis of Evil. The book is published by an Austin-based small press, So New Media. It was a good time, full of inebriation and anti-social behavior. At one point, Pollack was performing with his band and cried, "Put this in your blogs tomorrow," as he tore apart a copy of the Jonathan Franzen bestseller The Corrections. He also mutilated a copy of David Foster Wallace' Infinite Jest. But, most importantly, he signed my book, which you can see here:

Neal Pollack signed my book, 'Chris, You are my special Philly friend. Philly sucks. Neal Pollack.'
The man speaks the truth.

Anyway, I was talking to another guy about my blog, and he was all, "What's the address?"
"Oh, its on a UT server, so its long and complicated."
"Oh, what's the easiest way to find it, then?" he asked.
"Well, its the #1 result on Google for 'we're stuffing cheese in places you never dreamed about'."
He chuckled and said, "I think I can remember that."
I mused that Google keywords might be the new phone number. You go to a party, and someone asks you how to find your material online, so you tell them to search for impossibly obscure keywords, like "Ostrich Pate Jamboree" and they have no problem finding you.

Posted by McChris at January 25, 2003 10:29 AM
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Neal Pollack is the man, and will always be the man, if only because he once did a poetry reading ... in the men's room of Philthy's 30th St. Station. REPRESENT!

Posted by: iZac at January 25, 2003 12:07 PM
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