I did the Hewitt show, guided the dog around the perimeter of his urine- delineated world, read more Steyn, and presided over the first dawn-to-dusk non-stop run of the water feature.
I made a perhaps indiscrete but wholly factual announcment a few years ago that James collected Hummels –including exotic Hummels— and this is what I get for it? (There are 20 pages of Google listings for “Lileks and Hummels” btw.)
James and many other Bee Gees devotees are occasionally surly, but not to this extent. It must be the weather in Minnesota.