If you didn't get to touch the dreads, Bingo's long gone now. And when the cat's away, the mice will play ... Here in the cavern that is Boise Weekly's editorial realm, we are having our own little Burning Man-esque escape from the norm-really mutinous stuff like leaving the lights off just a smidgeon longer in the morning (always a hangover helper), playing pulse-pounding heavy metal so as to whistle while we work, and tossing PR paper airplanes smack into our comrades' foreheads. August fools! Without our fearless loony leader, we're actually a pretty tame, geeky bunch going about our biz and wielding our power over this column for two precious weeks.
So, we're setting up an opportunity for those who either read Lingo Yarns regularly, or who know the Bingo Man well enough, to comment on all things Bingo. What's your take on all the "spawn" references, the crazy new 'do, the gnome-obsession or the big red truck? How much do you wish your boss was the type to take off for the desert in a trailer with dreads and a wet bar? Use this as your chance to help us welcome him back, and ease the post-Burning-Man depression that's sure to ensue. Spill the beans (and positive contributions only please) to email@example.com, and look for us to publish your comments (anonymous or not) in next week's Lingo Yarns.
In this issue, look out for Radio's New Voice on pages 15-19 which delves into the quickly changing world of locally produced media. Now back to launching this spit-wad ...
-BW editorial staff