Powerless

From the “if it’s not one thing, it’s another” department, yesterday evening all the lights in my apartment faded to about half power. I thought to myself, “oh no, I’m having a stroke!” Then after a little while I realized I was not having a stroke, but the power in building was low. Shortly thereafter the power went completely off. By 8:45 p.m. it had not returned, so Erica and I elected to spend the night at my parents house in Vienna rather than in our apartment on the 17th floor with no lights or water. I don’t know if the power came back on yet.

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Weingarten interview: Liz Kelly responds

One of the more controversial parts of my recent interview with Gene Weingarten was the following exchange:

WFY: Speaking of Liz, how is she holding up now that she does not have to moderate the weekly discussion? Is she relieved, or will we be seeing a column called “Why washingtonpost.com doesn’t need Weingarten” any day now?

GW: Lizzie and I were talking just yesterday. It it sad what has happened to the woman in my absence. Turns out, I was really the poor kid’s life. Chivalry does not permit me to be specific, but think fishnet stockings, MD 20/20, and 14th Street.

I mentioned then that if Ms. Kelly cared to respond to Mr. Weingarten’s statements, I would provide the forum for her to do so. Here are her remarks:

Gene’s answer is indicative of his delusional belief that the world revolves around him. As many of Gene’s readers know, I write a daily blog for washingtonpost.com (www.washingtonpost.com/celebritology) which vies with our politics blog The Fix as the top blog on the site. I also do daily radio hits with Post radio about celebrity gossip and, this Thursday, will start my own weekly live discussion: Celebritology Live. When I’m not busy doing all of the above, though, I do in fact spend my time worshipping at a crude basement altar to Gene. I have some of his fingernail clippings and it’s made all the difference.

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Upgrade to v. 12 underway

BloggerTM has finally given me the keys to Blogger BetaTM. So far, I am quite pleased. I have been adding Labels to lots of posts, hence the RSS carpet bombing going on right now. Sorry about that, no way around it. Hopefully, you’ll find something that you missed or will enjoy again.

This has been a very frustrating upgrade.

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Q&A: Gene Weingarten

Last November the popular washingtonpost.com live discussion Chatological Humor* went dark. The decision by host Gene Weingarten was controversial even though he said he would return in April. Recently, I had the opportunity to ask Mr. Weingarten some questions about his sabbatical.

WFY: You said you were simply too busy to keep doing the chat. Specifically, you said:

I have arrayed before me five months of deadlines that are squeezing me like a F-cup breast (work safe) in one of those mammogram machines. I’m writing a book. Writing a movie with Dave Barry. Writing a new, dreadful, immovable cover story on deadline. A comic strip, with my son. Something had to give. I’ve already given up vacations, weekends, sleep, and sex, but I draw the line at food, particularly sushi and Tiramisu.

However, those are not the real reasons, are they? You just want to look like a big man and take a sabbatical like Gary Larson, Bill Waterson, Gary Trudeau, and Dave Barry. Oh and you wanted to hurt us too, right?

Gene Weingarten: I’m too busy to answer this one.

WFY: How are those “projects” going?

GW: Think F-Cups in mammograms, but don’t think about it too long.

WFY: In order, please list which features of the chat you miss the most

a) discussions of lavatory etiquette
b) talking about short skirts, boots, VPL
c) the bully pulpit for your political beliefs
d) gushing about dogs
e) confronting your unrequited love for your Chatological Humor’s producer, Liz Kelly
e) virtual panties being thrown at you by hotties

GW: It’s probably the panties. Which permits me to disclose something here, possibly for the first time. I have on occasion received actual, corporeal underpants in the mail. I believe four times, total. One was from a man. One was so large I really, really want to think it was a joke. In fact, if the lady who sent them to me is within the reach of this phosphorus, could you please confirm to my man Yurasko here that it was a joke?

WFY: Speaking of Liz, how is she holding up now that she does not have to moderate the weekly discussion? Is she relieved, or will we be seeing a column called “Why washingtonpost.com doesn’t need Weingarten” any day now?

GW: Lizzie and I were talking just yesterday. It it sad what has happened to the woman in my absence. Turns out, I was really the poor kid’s life. Chivalry does not permit me to be specific, but think fishnet stockings, MD 20/20, and 14th Street. (WFY: Ms. Kelly’s side of the story is here.)

WFY: What about The Rib? Have you made dinner table conversations insufferable for her since no longer have an unedited, weekly forum? What about your puppy? Pat the Perfect?

GW: Fishnet stockings, MD 20/20 and 14th Street for the lot of them.

WFY: Q: Has your credulity as the sole arbiter of humor been questioned since you stopped the chat?

GW: You mean credibility, I think. I also miss the grammar/language authoritarianism.

WFY: I do mean credibility, this was a spell checking error that I caught immediately after the message was sent. Apparently, my attempt to recall the message was fruitless. Let’s try it again:

WFY: Has your credibility as the sole arbiter of humor been questioned since you stopped the chat?

GW: No, my license has been renewed, by God, through the spring of 2009.

WFY: A popular search on my blog is the pronunciation of the restaurant Les Halles. How do you pronounce it?

GW: Rhymes with Lay Doll, no?

WFY: How many games will the Nationals win this year?

GW: 58.

WFY: You are coming back, right?

GW: Yes.

WFY: Thank you for taking the time to answer these questions, slacker.

GW: Expletive deleted you, too.

WFY: Shouldn’t that be “F you!”

* Formerly known as “Funny? You Should Ask.”

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Boswell on pitching; sectarian strife hits Natmosphere

THOMAS BOSWELLAn Embarrassment Of PitchesThe Post
Boswell is distressed by the Nats’ current pitching situation. Who outside of the suits at 2400 East Capitol Street isn’t concerned?


I have been saying for a while that I need to compile a list of all the interviews and special features the Natmosphere has been doing lately, and one of these days I will. However, sharing with you the latest big project can’t wait. Beltway Boys interviewed Bill Ladson, the nationals.com beat writer and Lazarus Distinguished Senators took exception. It is too early to determine if this is just a skirmish, or an all-out war.

Before this escalates any further, I feel it is necessary to remember the last time Nats blogs fought. By the time Ball Wonk and The Nats Blog were done battling with each other, both were so wounded that neither survived long. I urge all parties involved to keep this cautionary tale in mind.

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