Own Horn, Tooted

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f you are looking to kill time in a Barnes & Noble this month, I wrote the backpage essay in the latest issue of Paste Magazine. (Sorry, not available online. Those bastards!) It’s a satirical how-to about interviewing rock stars, chockful of inappropriate advice, like how you should talk about your ta-tas. It’s entirely made up; I’ve never met Chuck Klosterman, and he certainly never gave me the clap. Anyway, I’ve already received an angry email from a woman telling me I’m an insult to female journalists, and another email from an excited fanboy who would like to talk about my ta-tas. So all in all, success.