Where have I been? Well, out and about. Those of you out there who are annoyed by my extremely light blogging of late might want to go to their favorite Pittsburgh area coffeeshop, the Warhol Museum, or some other such spot and pick up The Front, a new Pittsburgh weekly tabloid (theoretically: actually it seems to come out every two weeks)which includes a column, by me, that will tell you how to become a journalist in a few easy steps. You may be saying, "But Mac, you aren't a journalist at all." Shut up, you. I'm published in The Front, ain't I? Those who still can't get enough of me should come by the Super Duper Deek Magazine Political Issue Release Party tomorrow. Not only am I in it, giving an account of my political career, but there will be a showing of "Outfoxed," a movie that apparantly has numerous nasty things to say about Rupert Murdoch. Also, there will be a panel discussion with Bill Peduto and several stars of Pittsburgh's sex, booze and sports journalism underbelly.

Still can't get enough? E-mail me, and we'll go have a drink sometime.

One more thing: If you like to write nonfiction, and have something decent, why not send it to Collision Magazine? There are paltry cash prizes, and I can promise you that whatever you send, I and several others will read. Please, while poems are OK, refrain from poems about teardrops or emptiness. I have had just about enough of those.