Roy M. Griffis

…while kind of whacked out on Nyquil?  Yeah, I came back from New York City with good memories, great pix, and a cold.  Or the flu.  The jury is out on the origin of the attacker, but I had scheduled and rescheduled an interview with Daria Anne DiGiovanni of Writestream Radio so I decided to press on ahead with a little chemical assistance.

I thought I was a bit spacey, but Daria, as always, was a great interviewer and she did her best to keep me on track.  You can listen by clicking here or download it below for future listening at your convenience.

Interviewed by Daria for WriteStream!…

Okay…made it to NYC yesterday and the Book Launch Party. I was an hour and a half late, but that was fine (other than the fact I raced into the hotel room, threw my case and laptop on the bed and raced out, forgetting to change into my grown up shoes).

(I’m in the red.  The gray shoes belong to another fashion threat, Clarke Wilson, husband to my co-conspirator Scary Smart Jamie K. Wilson)

It was great, the restaurant/club was two blocks from the hotel, and literally a stone’s throw from the famed Algonquin Hotel. As I was working hard to talk to folks and thank them for showing up, I didn’t get a lot of pictures…will have to get …

For some reason, when I say that, in my head it’s to the tune of an old blues riff about “I’m goin’ to Kansas City” (first sung in my presence by a homeless drunk in Omaha, Nebraska).

However…my publishers, Liberty Island Media, are having a launch party and I’m going to drop in on them.  It will give me a chance to meet at last and in the actual flesh, the publisher, David Bernstein, and the Editor, Adam Bellow.  Rich Lowry, editor of the National Review and blurber of my novel, will also be in attendance.  I am hoping that my comrades de satire, the mysterious and alluring Ms. Always Right and Scary Smart Jamie K. …

That another “respected” journalist was caught out in a lie.  Not one of those “Yes, I can still fit into my prom dress” lies we’ve all told (at least, I have), but a real whopper.  It’s a Hillary-level work of prevarication by NBC anchor Brian Williams about being in a Chinook that came under serious fire from Iraq farmers.  I mean, he almost crashed.

That is, he almost crashed in his imagination.  He’s told this story repeatedly to such credulous listeners as Alec Baldwin and David Letterman.  He was afraid he was going to die.  That is, in that story he mis-remembered.  Conflated.  Whatever.

Remember the outrage from the press over Obama’s many lies?  Yeah, me, neither.  Okay, remember …

 (A story from before The Big Bang)