ap photo via seattlepi.com

• Get your lovely self on down to our glorious Then & Now Seattle book release, Thursday evening at the Couth Buzzard in glorious Greenwood. (You know you want to.)
• Oh those City Market cartoon sandwich signs, just as tasteless as ever.
• Occupy Seattle, or at least the overnight sitting-in aspect of it, might move to City Hall after all. Josh Feit, meanwhile, says the protesters should focus on their cause(s), not on “tents and umbrellas.”
• Seattle Times shrinkage watch: The paper’s inviting bids from developers to take over its landmark headquarters building. Under the scheme, the paper would move its remaining employees to a nearby former furniture warehouse.
• HorsesAss.org explains what a “majority minority” legislative district could look like, and what it could mean.
• NYC police can’t evict the Occupy Wall Street protesters because the “park” they’re camped out in is privately owned by a corporate real-estate developer.

Mark your calendars.

I’ve got another live book event on Thursday, Oct. 13, 7:30 p.m., at The Couth Buzzard Books and Espresso Buono Cafe, 8310 Greenwood Ave. N.

And there will be another new book by me debuting at this event.

More details shortly.

Some 50 people attended our fantabulous Walking Seattle event Saturday at the Elliott Bay Book Company.

At least half of those followed along as we took a short stroll through upper Pike/Pine during a lovely equinox early evening.

Thank you all.

nordstrom photo, via shine.yahoo.com

• Those $85 Starbucks designer tees? All net proceeds go to Starbucks. One more reason Howard Schultz is in the Forbes 400 richest-people list.
• A Starbucks employee in Calif. posted a satirical song about his job onto YouTube. The song became popular; he became fired.
• After 18 years, the homey and low-key Rosebud restaurant/bar on East Pike is calling it quits. The management (which just bought the place from its previous longtime owners) homes to reopen nearby.
• Facebook’s got this big new feature that looks a lot like something already devised by a Seattle startup site.
• The Real Networks spinoff Rhapsody, a subscription online music service, has some sort of free trial thing going on via Facebook.
• Washington state: Now with even more poverty.
• You want across-the-board cuts in all state spending? Fine. Welcome some new early-release inmates, who won’t get the supervision past parolees got.
• Swedish Medical Center to lay off 150 staffers. So much for the aging-boomer-era medical boom.
• The on-again, off-again scheme to drastically redevelop the parking lot north of Qwest CenturyLink Field is on again. For now.
• An unfinished Kent parking garage will be razed and replaced by homes and stores.
• Tacoma teachers’ strike: over.
• Obama’s coming to town. You won’t get to see him.
• The always-lucid Feliks Banel sees the retirement of J.P. Patches in the context of the institutional decline of local TV (particularly local non-news TV).
• The “Occupy Wall Street” folk have finally proclaimed “our one demand”—11 of them, all big-big-picture stuff, essentially adding up to the complete re-orientation of the nation’s government, economy, and society.
• ‘Tis a sad, sad day for all who care about tradition, long-form storytelling, and frequently-remarried drama queens. The final network episode of All My Children airs today.
• On a much happier note, you can become part of a new tradition tomorrow, the tradition of the ped-powered urbanites.

from thelmagazine.com

There’s bad news today for the book snobs out there.

(You know, the droning turned-up-nose guys who love to whine that Nobody Reads Anymore, except of course for themselves and their own pure little subculture.)

Turns out, according to a study co-sponsored by two industry groups, book sales are actually up over the past three years!

Yes, even during this current economic blah-blah-blah!

Ebook sales have particularly exploded.

But regular dead-tree volumes are also up; except for mass market paperbacks (perhaps the most vulnerable category to the ebook revolution).

Adult fiction sales rose 8.8 percent from early ’08 to late ’10. Also doing well, according to the NYT story about the study: “Juvenile books, which include the current young-adult craze for paranormal and dystopian fiction….” (Good news for people who love bad news, to quote a Modest Mouse CD.)

Oh, as for that other commercial communications medium? You know, the medium that the book snobs call their sworn enemy?

The AP headline says it all: “Pay TV industry loses record number of subscribers.”

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Has the above inspired you to get with the program, hop on the bandwagon, follow the fad, and start buying some more books for your very own?

I have a great little starter number, just for you.

• Some guy who’s writing his own Seattle music-scene book has just listed me among the most “underrated Seattle music people.” Considering that the only public musical performing I’ve done is karaoke, I guess that’s an accomplishment.
• Today’s sermon against the deep bore tunnel comes from the Tacoma News Tribune, which chides the state Dept. of Transportation for refusing to make its tunnel-related records public.
• What they didn’t want to release, an internal memo about the tunnel project’s financial prospects, has been leaked online by tunnel opponents.
• R.I.P. Mark Hatfield, an actual sane Republican (back when there was such a thing) and one of the first national lawmakers to public acknowledge the Vietnam war was a huge mistake. The hereby-linked Oregonian obit claims Hatfield had been on the short list for the GOP VP nomination in ’68; but Richard Nixon chose the more “southern strategy” friendly (i.e., demagogue-like) Spiro Agnew.
• Obama insists that the Standard & Poor’s nonsense notwithstanding, America is still “a triple-A country.” So why don’t we try harder to break into the majors? (At least it’s better than the bush leagues, where we were when the seeds of this mess were planted.)
• Virginia Heffernan asks, and believes she has an answer, why grade-school students can write very lucid blog posts and lousy class papers. She calls for a move away from industrial-age rote learning and a return to “socratic learning.”
• Michael Wolff says he knows how to get the Rupert Murdoch empire out of the U.S.—sic ’em with the RICO Act.
• There’s panic on the streets of London, and spreading to other U.K. cities. It was originally inspired by protests against police brutality. Guardian commentator Nina Power offers another reason—increasing inequality in that land (still not as bad as it is here). The same paper also quotes academicians who see large parts of a whole young generation who believe they have no future. Is this the story of Johnny Rotten?

Some outfit calling itself the Pedestrian and Bicycle Information Center has just declared Seattle to be America’s “Most Walkable City.” Yes, even with all the hills.

The things I do now don’t earn me a living income. But they’re the only things some of you know me for. I’m trying to find other (perhaps extremely “other”) things to do with my skills. Things that aren’t simply more of the same, because the same ain’t working for me.

This search for a new and/or improved career will be the topic of my newest category of web posts, Monetize Me!

Further details will show up over the next few days.

I’ve been one poor correspondent, again.

But I had a reason.

I was busy finishing my next book, Walking Seattle.

As of this morning, it’s off to the publisher.

(The last thing I did for it was to snap a pic of the restored Hat n’ Boots in Georgetown.)

I promise to be more present at this site in upcoming days.

(I know, I’ve made such promises before. This time I mean it for sure.)

We haven’t discussed this topic since before the Xmas advertising season, during which the SeaTimes looked almost like a profitable venture again.

Then came the post-holiday letdown. SeaTimes ad volume dropped back toward their mid-’09 nadir. Skimpy 26-page Mon.-Wed. papers were the norm again.

The local news content of these editions also steadily shrank, particularly once the mayoral election was done. A typical day’s story lineup would consist of little more than a couple of politician press conferences, some new rant against the Seattle School District by an irate parent, a few crimes and fires, a couple of human-interest photos, and at least one long obituary.

Which brings us to this Sunday’s paper.

We get a reprise of the paper’s big shocking story from last December, that most Olympics tickets went to the rich and the well-connected (gasp!).

We get the 100th anniversary of the 1910 Stevens Pass avalanche, which killed more people than any other natural disaster of its specific type.

And, in the editorializing-disguised-as-coverage department, we get an upbeat, spin-ful ode to  a far-right political rally outside Northgate Mall. The story gleefully depicted the anti-choice, anti-health-reform gang as daring rebels against the “liberal establishment.”

A couple weeks ago, the SeaTimes only gave a couple paragraphs to a much larger anti-budget-cut rally in Olympia, and only referred to it in passing as a counter-demonstration to an anti-tax-cut rally held the same day.

At least today we get columnist Danny Westneat, respectfully calling his paper’s editorial page to task for deliberately misinterpreting opinion polls about health reform. Citizens in the poll said they thought the current national health reform scheme doesn’t go far enough; the SeaTimes editorialized that that meant “the people” don’t want any reform at all.

That’s nice on Westneat’s part, but it isn’t enough.

And neither is this.

We need more than some online media sites that take the conservative paper to task for its failings.

We need a real “mainstream” news source that depicts our city and region as they really are.

This site is still going strong, but still at the interim URL.

I wanted to re-establish it at the server provider I’ve used lo these past 14 years. It turns out that to host a WordPress-powered site over there, I need access to a SQL database. For that, they want me to pay them more.

I did that.

I then tried to launch a WP site there. It seemed to work initially. But it wouldn’t import my interim site’s posts. I only got an error message saying I didn’t have permission to create a new content directory.

Tech support suggested I change the config.php file to note a different directory path for new files and directories to go into. That doesn’t seem to work either.

I might have to delete whatever files WP has already created in my SQL database. To do that, I may need to configure and upload something else called “PhpMyAdmin.” Like WordPress itself, this isn’t an application but a stack of database scripts. The instructions for uploading and starting PhpMyAdmin are written in total unforgiving geekspeak. I have no idea what to do to make it work.

Alternately, I could try to move my domain name and associated files to this server.

After two years of sitting on my metaphorical petard promising to do it, and after one month of intense (yet satisfying) tedium reformatting almost 4,000 old entries, I’m proud to announce version 4.0 of MISCmedia! It’s a completely WordPress-powered site, with real RSS feeds and comment threads and everything!

(In case you’re keeping track, which I know you’re not, the previous incarnations were a simple shovelware posting of my old print columns (1995), a weekly (later daily) original online column (1998), and a Blogger.com-powered blog (2001).)

While I’m waiting to get the URL transferred to a new server, please view the new site at its interim address, miscmedia.netarcadia.com.

See ya there! (And bring a housewarming gift only if you want to.)

I already told you I’m bringing my old book Loser: The Real Seattle Music Story back into print next year.

Now, I’ve signed contracts for an all-new book.

It’s Walking Seattle. It’s a book of walking tours, part of a series by the Calif.-based Wilderness Press.

You can help me put this book together. Tell me what routes and destinations should be in it (especially if they’re not in previous books or flash-card sets with the same topic).

…today. Thanks to all of you kind readers who wrote in asking. I went to an MD today about this seasonal crud I’ve had for the past month. I came back with nothing but a flu-shotted arm. (The clinic techs know me well enough by now to give me the Bugs Bunny Band-Aids without asking.)

I’m only coughing occasionally now. At times circa Halloween, I was violently hacking to the point of momentary breathlessness.

Between that and my last, now-completed, temp gig, I’ve hardly touched my graphic novel script lately. I really need to get some more progress on it before I can announce it officially.

What I can announce are two new Vanishing Seattle products, just in time for your downscaled holiday giving plans.

First, may I suggest the Vanishing Seattle calendar? Thank you; I shall. It’s big, it’s bold, and it’s full of “future” dates and “past” pictures. Plan your ought-nine tomorrows while remembering the Jet City’s funky yesterdays.

Then, for the snail-mail correspondin’ holdouts among you, there’s also the Vanishing Seattle postcard set. You get fifteen (count ’em!) separate views of Seatown past, each on a separate cardboard rectangle and all handily combined within a carrying case of clear, rugged-yet-pliable plastic.

Both are now at finer book and gift shops and via the above online links. Why not get both today?

I’M THINKING OF TURNING the print version of MISCmedia into something closer to a slick magazine, with prettier paper and a real cover and everything.

Three things are keeping me from making the jump:

1. The startup costs.

2. The time commitment involved (which is really an excuse for the emotional commitment involved).

3. The iffy current state of the magazine biz.

Specifically, there’s a glut of newsstand magazines out there. Publishers have tried to seek out every potentially lucrative demographic niche market, and have accordingly shipped hundreds of new titles in recent years.

We’ve previously mentioned such hi-profile attempts as Talk, George, Brill’s Content, O: The Oprah Magazine, those British-inspired “bloke” magazines such as Maxim, those corporate-warrior business magazines such as Fast Company, and those Helvetica-typefaced home-design magazines such as Wallpaper.

But that all’s just the proverbial flower of the weed.

The shelves of Steve’s Broadway News and the big-box bookstores are verily flooded with unauthorized Pokemon collector mags, kids’ versions of Sports Illustrated and Cosmopolitan, Internet magazines forever searching for excuses to put movie stars on the cover (“This celebrity has never actually used a computer, but somebody’s put up an unofficial fan site about her”), superstar-based music magazines, genre-based music magazines, fashion-lifestyle magazines, ethnic-lifestyle magazines, and “ground level” magazines a step or two up from zinehood (Rockrgrl, No Depression).

(Then there are all the ever-more-specialized sex mags, from Barely Legal to Over 50.)

In all, there are now over 5,200 newsstand-distributed titles big enough to be tracked by trade associations. (That figure doesn’t include many ground-level titles. It also doesn’t include most comic-book titles, which these days are sold in specialty stores with their own distribution networks. It does include many regional and city magazines that don’t try to be sold everywhere.)

The good news about this is that it proves folks are indeed reading these days, no matter what the elitist pundits rant about our supposed post-literate society. Or, at least, that the media conglomerates are willing to place big investment bets that folks are still reading.

And it means a lot of writers and editors (even mediocre ones) have gotten work.

The bad news is it can’t last. Literally, there’s no place to put them all. Not even in the big-box stores.

Even the ones that make it into enough outlets can’t all attract attention through the clutter. Some big wholesalers now find only 33 to 36 percent of the copies they ship out actually sell through to consumers. The rest are shipped back to warehouses, stripped of their covers (which go back to the publishers for accounting purposes), and either recycled or incinerated.

One industry analyst estimates more than half the newsstand mags out there now will be gone within a year.

Granted, there are still enough startups in the pipeline that the net reduction will likely be smaller than that.

And many, many of these threatened titles won’t be missed much, maybe not even by those who work on them. (Though I could be wrong; perhaps in 2002 there will be eBay auctions for scarce old copies of Joe or Women’s Sports & Fitness).

So where will all the thousands of potentially soon-to-be-jobless word and image manipulators go?

Barring a sudden revival of commercial “content” websites (now intensely disliked by investors), a lot of them might end up trolling the streets of New York and other cities, trying to round up nickel-and-dime investments from pals to start up their own publishing ventures.

Just like me.

TOMORROW: Men’s designer fashions become just as silly as women’s.

ELSEWHERE:

• “Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About”….
• Can the lowly banner ad be raised to the status of an art form? Should it?…