NEAL POLLACK COMES CLEAN. Or does he? This is interesting if it's on the level. Otherwise, it's stupid and boring. Of course, with the McSweeney's crowd you never know.
And no, I'm not that Dan Kennedy. The closest I ever got to Dave Eggers was for a brief time in 1996, when I was writing a media column for Salon and he was filling in as media-editor-of-the-month. The pleasure was all his.