When I visited Pittsburgh earlier this year, the place I was staying had spotty internet service. So I kept my laptop in the car as I looked for apartments — and got great signal at the curb in front of the place I rented. When I moved in: great internet service. From some anonymous neighbor. For free. Alas, no more. Comcast comes Monday, and until then I only get brief, delicious internet encounters at the local coffeeshop. Like these:
Ed comes up with an ingenous way to keep the roundtable on The Echo Maker going without spoilers. And the series concludes with wise, wise words from Richard Powers himself. Not to be missed.
Do you drive a purple Trans-Am? You may be just the type who’s ready to mentor Tod Goldberg.
Speaking of driving, the closest fall book fair is just 143 miles from me; unfortunately, it’s heavy on the kids books and light on lit.
I was kicking myself for living in a city where The Pogues declined to stop on their tour, but people say they sucked in LA.
