Blas Manuel's blog

Poker Player Deluxe

It’s a miracle that Jessie, who’s a big dude, didn’t beat Ivan into sweet unconsciousness with the chip case.

The Dream Is Dying

Thanks to the magical power of compound interest, my $20 had grown to a whopping $24.

Back in Madcity

It's going to be great to see my Madison crew after having been away for almost five years.

In the Bee (but Not Literally)

Poets don't make the front page unless words like "suicide" or "murderous rampage" are involved.

I’m a Machine


8 December 2005

Not Even Close:

The Grand Total: 2006

Life, as we all know, is a brutal series of letdowns and disappointments.

Check Out the Sideburns

I loved Seattle because it was Seattle, and I loved my apartment because I was a ten-minute walk from the University District.

A Funny Bit on McSweeney's

Here's the name that I'd give to a breakfast cereal: Cinnamon Eat the Bacon Instead; Either Way, You Die, with Bran

Guess Who's Nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award

Now, my book came out a little over eleven months ago, and it seemed that hardly anybody had noticed.

I Want Some of That Action

That guy I beat to death with a lawn chair? It was a Buick.
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