Beer, books and bonfires

Howard Junker+Ed Champion+San Francisco=PBR.

When it comes to books, buy local. I guess the same goes for beer.

Book sellers become book burners: Tod Goldberg has found the fucktards of the year. Why didn’t they just try this?

Matthew Tiffany has two tiny paragraphs describing a David Mitchell reading – from his new book! Lovely, but so not enough.

Who would have thought I’d want to read AndrĂ© Previn’s memoir?

New York Magazine has gone all literary just in time for BEA. The main event features unpublished work by 6 creative writing students — and a terrifying vote-for-your-favorite online poll (via Laila). Also future canons, summer reading, and the best 61 books you’ve never read. (I’ve read just one).

Yann Martel recommends By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept by Elizabeth Smart, and I’m persuaded, even if Stephen Harper isn’t.

More good books I have yet to read.

Callie Miller joins the ranks of Battlestar Gallactica junkies, finds story parallels in the novel The Unbinding.

Pete Lit’s song of last week is by Okkervil River.

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I like sitting in Jack Webb's booth.