the Worst Halloween Costumes of All Time at Retrocrush (tossed off by the fab-u-lous April Winchell – tossed off, get it? ah, ha ha I kill me) led me to the horrific pipe-cleaner man (Not safe for children of uptight parents, but no actual nudity or dead people). Pipe cleaner man, got that?

The best part is that the website author found it amidst his dead relatives’ material, foreshadowing the dilemma more and more of us will face with the passage of time: what to do with the porn?

Baretta with the damn bird appliqued to his freakin’ “leather jacket” sums up everything that is wrong, WRONG WRONG with corpocratic merchandising!

Where is Raed ? resumes publication after a book tour. I regret missing his bit on Fresh Air.

This weekend we were in Barnes and Noble for a minute on our way to the movie and I saw Salam’s book, in paperback, on the new arrival table upstairs. I can’t describe the surreal feeling of picking up a book, opening it to a page at random, and knowing

a) where you were when you first read the sentence you flipped to
b) where the author was when he wrote the sentence and
c) where you were when the event described by the author was happening.

It was like picking up a book that consisted of pages that were mirrors reflecting specific temporally-bound memories into my head. Very Phil Dick, you know?

MT-Blacklist is out now.

Have at it!

Over in the discussion at hyperorg that waqs referenced by El Stein-F David ‘Small Pieces Loosely Joined’ Weinberger notes that tips two and three (rename mt-comments.cgi, hide comments links) didn’t work.

Did Jay release yet? Not as of noon, apparently.