The Great Gatsby of WBL

First, KG: When I came into the office this morning, my editor told me that Glen Taylor was on ‘CCO this morning talking about how the trade was a complete fantasy. “The invention of some sportswriters.” I love the crazy rich. A tycoon’s self-assurance. Reality pending royal decree.
But I like the trade. I mean of [...]

Congratulations to Me

Just found out about this today. Shame on Vita.mn for trying to undermine my credibility. “Best Male Socialite”? I know, I know, I should be delighted. Finally, I’m officially in the popular group, well, if you count the Robot Love dork, Matt “size zero” Schmidt, and the PiPress’s intrepid Fargo Transplant Ross Raihala as the [...]

Redondoculous

Just got back from L.A. It wasn’t my usual rotate-between-three-bars-within-one-mile-radius-in-Hollywood trip. This time, I went with my girlfriend, and we stayed at our friends Ben and Anne’s place in Redondo Beach. Still got my three-bars-in-Hollywood thing in on a couple nights, but this time there was miles and miles of freeway between me and said [...]

The Americanest Movie of the Summer

Yeah, I know. City Pages puts their Transformers review on The Fucking Cover three days before Stephen Hero even touches it. Unbelievable. This is my shit–I’m the one that was mainlining Hasbro in the 80s, certainly not Rob Nelson. Jesus. Really, it’s not my fault–I’m at the age, 31, where my immature-enough-to-tolerate-robot/car-movie buddies are either [...]

Don’t be an asshole…

…buy this.
And once you fully comprehend how great the world’s worst superhero is, then get your grassroots on.

Boy Friday

Because Stephen Hero isn’t affiliated with my primary employer, Mpls.St.Paul Magazine, you might make the mistake of assuming that on this “blog,” I have abandoned the assets that have made me such an editorial success: a subtle, variegated knowledge of the suburban mind, and the ability to tell my reader exactly where to get the [...]