"It’s not that I’m necessarily emotionally attached to the 1,000 back issues of The New Yorker on my bedside table—it’s just that I might need them later. I mean, if print media is dying don’t I want to cradle its fragile body?"

Yipster, a must-read new favorite

And yes, I realize that I’ve left you all out in the cold lately, much like those New Yorkers on my bedside table. Life in general and my colon specifically has thrown all sorts of complications my way this past month. I’ll be back soon. Hopefully with reading glasses and a recycling bin.