The radio interview went really well. Talking live on the air for an hour is always nerve-wracking but we managed to relax and have fun. I don’t have an mp3 yet. When they release it, I’ll post it. It might be later in the week because I’m on the road.

I did manage to screw up one thing in the interview, which bugged me all the way up the coast. Seven hundred miles of self-hatred. I managed to forget what was emblazoned on Woody Guthrie’s guitar: “This machine kills fascists.” I’ve known the line for years but when it came out of my mouth, I was spewing every possible thing under the sun: anarchists, tyrants, etc.

Oh well.

Made it up the coast. Visiting some friends and editors this week. Will let you know what’s what when I have something to report.