KEN LAYNE

murg: He's totally fine. We have no complaints, except for the American Idol contestants on either side of the house. And occasionally the kids drive too fast down the hill.
Sent at 6:37 PM on Wednesday
me: i was interviewed for the wsj today on why i like my job. i forgot the part about being paid to post this comment on the thread about what wonkette merch we should introduce: "Those are all pretty awesome. What about a jelly vibrator shaped like Dick Cheney?"
Sent at 6:41 PM on Wednesday
murg: I got interviewed by Reason today about why I like (hate) my job, so they can do one of those front-of-the-book Contributors abortions. I just said how it was fun to raid Nick Gillespie's talent, and to use all my extra money on top hats and monocles.
Sent at 6:44 PM on Wednesday
murg: Copy chief guy just came in here, whine whine whine, why don't we just turn the front page into a laptop, blah blah
me: Maybe they could get some fatigues and guns and shit, and grow beards, and go up in the santa monica mountains and then just start cold RAIDING houses and making people read a big newspaper!
murg: No, seriously, I went to the 4 pm dog-and-pony upstairs, and all the cretins were asking questions (after a dozen question about "resources"), about how we can "make five-year-olds read the newspaper" and such.
me: do they really believe there is some transforming power connected to pulped Canadian forest products covered in KING OF BIG SCREEN ads?
murg: Yes.

The comings and goings at a New York publisher are rarely of interest to me even when it's the same New York publisher I work for, but it's going to be awesome to have Choire Sicha as a fellow Gawker Media employee again. Here's the Wall Street Journal story.

Choire & Nick Denton & I started SPLOID together two years ago. It was a weird attempt at combining a Gawker blog with Tabloid.net and Drudge, so it didn't exactly change the media landscape or whatever. But working with Choire was absurdly fun.

He was great at Sploid and Gawker and Wonkette, where he was guest-editor for a while, and the New York Observer stuff he wrote was my favorite part of that paper/website. Hooray for Choire! Maybe I'll actually meet him in person one day.

Back in the Los Feliz/Silver Lake neighborhood, and there are several hundred great restaurants -- from cheap taco stands to elegant sushi joints, family Sicilian places to Indian Fusion palaces. I've tried not to eat at the same place twice, with a few happy failures.

There's no Fancy Dining happening; we're in a tiny temporary apartment and there's no place to cook, plus we've got a fucking useless electric stove, and chaos is all around, so until we move to the Official House next month we're doing a lot of Eating Out, or Take Out, and we've got a toddler. Anyway:

* Baracoa
* El Chavo
* San-Sui
* Tacos Delta (twice)
* Masa
* Palermo
* Leela Thai
* Restaurant SPAIN
* Mako (little tempura joint next to Los Feliz 3)
* Farfalla (twice)
* Cafe Tropical (thrice)
* Casita del Campo
* EATZ/Los Feliz Cafe (twice)
* Yuca's Tacos (twice)
* Coffee Bean
* Zankou Chicken
* India Sweets & Spices

The only chain I've hit is Starbucks (on Glendale) because I like Starbucks just fine when there's not a local place nearby. Oh yeah, India Sweets & Spices is apparently a local chain, although I haven't seen the other locations. And there are several Zankou outlets around here, although I've only been to the one by my old Scientology apartment on Catalina (now the home of Mr. Tony Pierce).

Had to get up at 4 a.m. the other night to check the Internet news.

I had dreamed such terrible and detailed scenarios that the only way to verify the truth was to go to BBC News and Google to see if the world was actually ending in the same convincing way I'd just dreamed.

No, not just yet. We stagger on, for now.

» William S. Burroughs' thanksgiving prayer

In honor of Veterans Day, here is a picture of the plastic-pumpkin-headed deer that's been freaking out everybody for six days.

Somebody took the Wonkette, washed it off with fire, and loaded a new skin on the thing. I like it. No more cutesy ... the Maureen Dowd mood is gone, and Ambrose Bierce has taken her place. And he's angry, due to being dead for 90 years.

Anyway, I'm now the "West Coast Bureau Chief." It was an accident. Things are getting worse by the minute, so come on over and watch America burn.

I'm doing the Wonkette thing for a while.

It has been too much fun. You get drooling American Nazis whining, Senate staffers asking for Iraq information, lefty "media critics" at the Chicago Reader demanding explanations ... it is perfect. This is a nation of idiots.

Meanwhile, all the Republicans either lose or go to Federal Prison. Sadly, this means Democrats will win. But what the hell, might as well have the other crooks pretend to run things for a year or two, until Cheney finally sets off those "suitcase nukes" he loves to think about.

When they asked me to be a guest editor/writer over at Wonkette, I had no idea this would be the most insane campaign season since Ross Perot was dispatched to muck up 1992.

Good god, it never ends. The filth even reached my current home in Nevada, where Congressman Jim Gibbons was supposed to take over as governor, until he got caught (allegedly!) slapping around some drunk gal he picked up in Vegas ... and employing the usual illegal-alien nanny, for years and years.

The nice people at CD Baby just informed us that we should link directly to the iTunes deal ....

If you want to buy the first KL/Corvids record, click here and make it easy.

A great American writer and thinker has fallen on hard times in his last years. Robert Anton Wilson has gone broke due to the crippling effects of post-polio syndrome. He lives in a California hospice now, widowed and poor despite many books that have sold well for decades and decades.

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R.A. Wilson is a philosopher, author, magician, libertarian, humorist, conspiracist and one of the many popes of the Discordian religion, which aims to break us out of our current bogus reality through the intellectual terrorism of OPERATION MINDFUCK.