No rabbit ears, at least

Pretty funny (funny-looking).
On October 29, the first sentence in prolific American writer John Updike’s Wikipedia entry noted that he’s a “funny looking man.” A day later, the diss on the scribe and New Yorker contributor was erased. Wha? That’s like Updike going back and having Rabbit stay with his wife. Web content: There’s no integrity. Anyway, I first read Updike probably like most others: in upper-division 20th-century lit. For that matter, my professor kinda looked like Updike, though he had a penchant for L.A. noir stories instead of small-town, middle-class fiction. Updike’s latest work, a sequel, The Widows of Eastwick, dropped last month; he’ll speak at the Crest Theatre on Tuesday. Run on over.