I'm not really comfortable talking about myself. But I've decided that reading about other people's lives while all I ever talk about is what I read is perhaps a bit creepy. So this is a spot for random thoughts, revolutionary dispatches, tips on gorilla husbandry (by which I do not mean that I am married to a gorilla), reports on my writing, strings of meaningless words dripping healthy musk oxen doorbell scrapings, and name-dropping.

(Kids: how many animals are hidden in this entry? Send your answers to John Ashcroft, and you'll win a recording of his latest single.)