I HAD NOT QUITE REALIZED just how carefully arranged was our final sing-along at the WITS show on Friday in St. Paul for to tempt the roving eye of the good people of bOING bOING,

BUT bOING bOING SAW RIGHT THROUGH OUR SCHEME this morning.

QUOTH MAGGIE KOERTH-BAKER, “All we need is for a unicorn to walk out on stage wearing some steampunk headgear and I’m pretty sure this video would have the BoingBoing demographic in the bag, man.”

WITNESS, and perhaps even SING ALONG

ALTOGETHER, the WITS show was a true joy, and I am terribly grateful to JOHNS MOE and MUNSON, plus my favorite backup feral mountain man JOHN RODERICK, plus the ever delightful and spooky NEIL “JOHN” GAIMAN, the surprising DAMIAN KULASH, and those singing ASCOTS for including me in the show. You can listen to the whole show HERE, or listen to it on the radio on AUGUST 1.*

AND I AGREE WITH MS. KOERTH-BAKER: Roderick has a truly soaring voice, and you should enjoy this video for NOT MOVING TO PORTLAND that she pointed out, which dates back to January, a time when Roderick was still missing a tooth, and I apparently was not using the internet.

FINALLY, A NOTE TO TRAVELERS: while St. Paul is truly a remarkable simulation of an American city, and a lovely place to visit, as I noted on Twitter, if you are playing ukulele and/or professional singers are singing quiet country songs in beautiful two part harmony after midnight in your hotel room, the hotel WILL call security on you. REPEATEDLY.

*THE REASON IT TAKES LONGER FOR RADIO is that it takes the radio engineers a long time to scrub away the DISGUSTING VIDEO from the BEAUTIFUL, UNSULLIED SOUND.

EVERY DAMN LINK IN THIS IMITATION BLOG POST COMES COURTESY: bOING bOING, as usual.

That is all.

IF YOU ARE CONCERNED that, by attending tonight’s reading at Barnes and Noble in Union Sq at 7PM, you might miss parts of the BIG BASES-BALL game tonight, fear not.

I WILL BE UPDATING YOU WITH ALL THE SCORES, ball-hittings, man-tagging, camera-striking, advertising, and other play-by-play excitement all night long,

AND MOSTLY BEFORE THE GAME EVEN BEGINS.

MEANWHILE, if you were wondering who took the photo of me holding a skull full of vodka in the back of the new paperback, HIS NAME IS SETH OLENICK.

HE HAS A “tum-blog” with a profane name I cannot print here; but it contains many good photographs of actual comedians, plus one of me, HITTING A CAR IN THE FACE.

That is all.

I WISH TO REMIND YOU, THE INTERNET USERS, that I will be discussing

THE PAPERBACK edition of MORE INFORMATION THAN YOU REQUIRE;

THE AUDIOBACK edition of same;

and demonstrating A COMPLETE, WORKING, THREE PIECE CORDUROY SUIT.

THIS IS FATED TO OCCUR at 7PM at the Barnes and Noble in Union Square,

TO BE FOUND at 33 East 17th Street between Broadway and Park Avenue South, in MANHATTAN, an island off the coast of Brooklyn,

TONIGHT!: WEDNESDAY EVENING.

IF YOU ARE LURKING IN THE BOOKSTORE buying books about child vampires,

I HOPE YOU WILL SAY HELLO.

That is all.

John Hodgman not there, crossing the stage

ARCHIVAL IMAGE COURTESY: Mark_Baratelli