Been such a long time ...

Sorry about not keeping on top of things.

There was this nagging feeling, see, that maybe I was being too hard on the NW (Newsweek) since they are actually kind of doing a decent job lately in re: Valerie Plame leak. However, I did think Jon Stewart did not hit Michael Isikoff hard enough on TDS and treats Fareed Zakaria ("I talk to people on planes I'm next to!") with a little too much respect, and have since come to see NW as leak printers. What? Do they think they're a community paper or something?

Sike. I do a LOT more reporting than not. This week was an abundance, in particular. I'm experimenting with alternative story forms (mostly long-form Yopo, the headshot with quote staple of the OpEd page — it's a little, um, random in practice) and that's a lot of dang work. It's easier to bang out ten inches than call a bunch of people and do something creative. Anyone have any ideas on alternative story forms for newspapers, do tell, I'm looking for a little difference.

Netflix is a good investment. There are so many videos you can't get at the corner store. I'm going to Bollywood/Hong Kong martial arts/indie myself out. Or not. So far of the few movies I got I would recommend "Infernal Affairs," "Bride and Prejudice," and "Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge." If you can get through Shahrukh's mugging for the first hour and a half in "DDLJ" you will appreciate the second hour and a half.

Also keeping me away was a waiting game. I have been patiently awaiting some certain news which could have arrived at any time this month. It was very distracting waiting, especially as the month wore on. But today, the wait is over. I did it, people! I achieved the thing I was waiting for but now there is a second and, after that, a third waiting game to play. Anyway, once the whole thing is finito I may just have some awesomeness to report. Or not. It's all still up in the air. But not as much. I'll keep you all posted.

Why so secret? Because I follow the rules of blogging under one's real name. The first rule of blogging under one's real name is don't say anything too terribly real. So that sangria-soaked night I babysat (making it up!) is mentioned as often as the time the city councilperson called me up drunk (ha ha! Err... wait... it could happen). It's all off-limits. You'll have to decide for yourself which category the news fits in.

But I've got at least a little slice of awesomeness right now. Word found my blog and I have a mini trampoline!