In sort-of-related-to-that-last-entry sort-of-news, I thought I’d mention that if you read “A Staggering Work of Heartbreaking Genius“, which is nominally non-fiction, you’ll note that the author spends time working on a magazine based out of the same warehouse that boingboing was based out of back in the early 90s in San Francisco when it wasn’t a metanews website but an actual zine. Kind of neat.

I recommend you do read ASWHG (as the author probably calls it). I was entirely prepared to be dissapointed by it. I get the hives in the presence of precocious self awareness and the last time I got downwind of cheap exploitative sentimentality I went into full blown anaphylactic shock and required a field tracheotomy from a passerby’s ball point pen to survive, but ASWHG failed to induce any of those symptoms. It walks a fine line with all of them, but manages to stay on the right side. It even includes, in the appendix, a frank discussion of the relationship between earnestness and narcissism and self-awareness and irony which I found helpful in understanding my medical condition, and in general is a very well written and yes, (ich) touching book. It also made me giggle so ferociously that it was sometimes embarrasing to read in public places. I give it 4 stars out of however many stars I give to things.