I did this little piece that ran today in The Washington Post’s Book World. (OBSOLETE actually started out as a cover story in The Washington Post Magazine last year.) Books and newpapers and magazines are, of course, both subjects in the book. Tumblr isn’t. Think about that for a moment. Or don’t. Or think about this: does the spelling of “Tumblr” mean the beginning of the end of the letter “e?”
As I mentioned a couple of posts ago, I’m going to be in DC tomorrow at Books-a-Million in Dupont Circle tomorrow from 5 to 7. Obama may or may not be there. I love that construction: may or may not be there. Really, doesn’t it apply to everyone all the time? Hell, I may or may not be there. I will or will not be there. I am or I am not writing this blog post. I may or may not be in desperate need of a nap. Please excuse the sound of my forehead hitting the keyboaefopiaefaefji;a.
I had so much fun talking to Nick Digilio late last night on Chicago’s WGN Radio. Listen up!
A Twitter friend, @cthon1c, just Tweeted this. Twit this. Twote? A boy named Andrew Sullivan broke my foot in third grade. But it wasn’t this Andrew Sullivan. I remember thinking, “One day, when I’m an adult, I’m going to tell people that ANDREW SULLIVAN broke my foot!” Well, so, here you go. Honestly, I think he didn’t really break it. I just blamed him. Because I liked him. D’uh.
For The Washington Post Magazine article that led to this book, I asked Ann Coulter what she thought was becoming obsolete. Her response?
Maureen Dowd.
I didn’t include people in the book, so this wasn’t discussed. I don’t think people really become obsolete. But, for the article, in the interest of fairness, I asked Maureen Dowd how she felt about Coulter’s statement. She had no comment. And now Andrew Sullivan’s is entering this exciting battle!
Okay, I got one. How is this: Obsolete? Lou Dobbs! Get it? Get it?
My friend Liz at Vice’s website put up this lovely/silly/flattering piece yesterday. Liz, if you were a boy, I’d have a crush on YOU!
You must read to the bottom to get to the important issues. Like Kermit vs. Barney.
(via Viceland)
Yesterday I was in New Hampshire! Actually, I was just talking to someone who was in New Hampshire. But close enough.
Italy likes OBSOLETE! I think that’s what it says. Or at least they think I’m an “ironico” “giornalista” who wrote some kind of “enciclopedica.” I’m hoping these aren’t faux amis…
May NYC-based insider-y lady-focused e-newsletters never become obsolete.
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Anna Grossman is a New York-based freelance writer specializing in lifestyle and entertainment features. Her work has appeared in dozens of publications, including The New York Times, Salon.com, The Washington Post, Elle, and Fortune. If she could have just one super power, it'd be the ability to stop time, like Evie in Out of This World. And also to fly. And also to be invisible. But not around people who are saying bad things about me. I mean, think about it. Email her if you feel like it at GrossmanAJ@Gmail.com
