Luke Epplin

Milwaukee Brewers got that Moses Malone "Fo' Fo' Fo'" energy going on....

Went to the Whitney over lunch to see the Roy Lichtenstein exhibit and it goes without saying that fellow lovers of newspaper comic strips should make time for it.

Brazil continues to evade the mistakes that this country blunders into with glee.

The teacher at my daughter's music class handed out Cheez-Its for Halloween, and it blew her frickin' mind. Imagine tasting a Cheez-It for the first time....

One last time: I wrote a story about how I came to NYC from the rural Midwest and how I find myself still here a quarter century later: substack.com/home/post/p-...

Sunday morning music class.

I watched the Norm Macdonald and Maria Bamford documentaries this weekend and they're both wonderful in separate and interesting ways. At this point I'd be happy for Judd Apatow to dedicate himself solely to documentaries on offbeat comedians.

I finally wrote about coming to New York City a quarter century ago with no plans, nowhere to stay, and no leads. This is a personal one for me. I think that I found what I was looking for all those years ago, but as time goes by, I'm less and less sure. substack.com/home/post/p-...

I finally wrote about coming to New York City a quarter century ago with no plans, nowhere to stay, and no leads. This is a personal one for me. I think that I found what I was looking for all those years ago, but as time goes by, I'm less and less sure. substack.com/home/post/p-...

My wife is giving presentations in Madrid and I'm at home wondering if the spot on my jeans is slime, foam, or Play-Doh.

Fifty years ago today, Dr. J played his first game in the NBA. It was a wild buildup--his sudden move to Philly, the anticipation of finally seeing this mythic ABA figure in the NBA. Ominously, the 76ers lost. Here's what I wrote about it in "Moses and the Doctor":

Kazuo Ishiguro is probably my favorite contemporary writer, and it pains me that outside of "The Remains of the Day," no filmmaker has been able to capture his magic onscreen. "Klara and the Sun"--fantastic novel--doesn't seem like it breaks this trend.

Not to bombard your feed with "Moses and the Doctor" content, but the Philadelphia 76ers opened the 1982-83 season against, you guessed it, the New York Knicks in Madison Square Garden. Foreshadowing? We'll see. Here's what I wrote about it in my book:

My niece lives in Milwaukee and, more important, they're the Midwestern team. So....go Brewers!

Speaking of “Our Team,” I sometimes get so-so reader reviews that stick in my head for days. Such as this one. How were Doby, Feller, Veeck, and Paige waving each other on in the book? What does that even mean narratively?

All right, let's try this one more time on what could be the last night of the Cleveland Guardians season: Here's a snippet from Our Team about the nail-biting last week of the 1948 season, when three teams were bunched atop the American League:

Just finished this one--very good. Maybe not as satisfying as "Station Eleven" but fully and richly realized and beautifully written, per usual.

Well, I guess that I won't have to go through the trouble of selling the Guardian-Brewers piece that I've already pre-written for the World Series....

An excellent article on something that anyone who's published a book recently is aware of: There are countless scammers out there who email every day pretending to be book clubs, agents, etc. It's shocking how many of these I receive each week: www.thedial.world/articles/new...

Well, it happened: A family member of mine in Texas who has never, ever voted for a Democrat just held her nose and opted for Talarico. Purely anecdotal, but maybe there's hope....

My wife is presenting in Europe all next week, so I'm battening down the hatches to single-parent a two-year-old. Furiously cooking and stuffing the refrigerator with dinners.....

Billy Crystal talking about being with the same woman for sixty years and maintaining a friendship so deep with Rob Reiner that they would call each other every night is the model of masculinity for me. www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLck...

Let’s be honest: Brewers vs Guardians would be as good as it gets.

Just sent a draft of the magazine piece I've been working on to my editor. Now to hit refresh on my email for the next twelve hours....

I've been posting clips of "Our Team" before Guardians games and they've been on a roll since. So here's another, on Alva Bradley's tough-luck tenure as owner of the Cleveland Indians and the start of the franchise's tough luck. Let's snap it this year.

My quick Sherrod Brown story: When I finished writing "Our Team," Brown was still in the Senate. My editor had his email address and we decided to send it to him, well aware of how busy he was. The very next morning, we got an email from him. He'd zipped through it in a night.

78 years ago today, after winning the World Series the day before, the Cleveland Indians returned home from Boston to a delirious crowd. This could happen again this year. Here's what I wrote about it in "Our Team" (and how the book got its title):