• In 1965, the Beatles played in the home of the Twins: Met Stadium in Bloomington, Minn. This past week, nearly 50 years ago today, one of them, Paul Somethingorother, returned to play in the home of the Twins: Target Field in downtown Minneapolis. Jim Walsh celebrates.
• Walsh, the Studs Terkel of Minneapolis, also walks around the stadium and talks to folks. He snaps the smiles.
• Speaking of: Did you know Ron Howard is directing a documentary about the Beatles' touring years? Roughly 1960-1966. I'm there.
• 30 authors on movie adaptations of their work. I like Burgess' line on “A Clockwork Orange” and of course Vidal's on “Myra Breckenridge. Annie's Proulx's comment is touching. Most are as you expect: good films are praised, bad films are trashed. Although no author (Burgess, Nabokov, King) seems to like Stanley Kubrick's translations. 
• For more than a decade, Rick Perlstein has been writing a comprehensive history of the rise of right-wing conservatism in the United States (Goldwater to Reagan, basically), and now, as the third edition, ”The Invisible Bridge: the Fall of Nixon and the Rise of Reagan,“ is being published, he's being attacked by a few of those conservatives, who don't want a liberal like him anywhere near Reagan. Slate's Dave Wiegel breaks down the controversy. Would that my accusations of whomever I didn't like could make headlines. 
• Paul Krugman also pushes back—not only against those conservatives, but against his own paper, the New York Times, which did it's usual he said/she said reporting on the matter. What did Krugman call it? ”'Opinions differ on shape of the planet' reporting." Brilliant. 
• And here's the lawyer for Perlstein and Simon & Schuster, Elizabeth A. McNamara, responding to Shipley's lawyer.
• Sorry, Seattle: There will be more 8 p.m. parking meters. I hate these things. Not for the money but the inconvenience. But also for the money.
• Remember: the story isn't Ezequiel Carrera's great catch with the bases loaded in the Tiger-Yankees game earlier this week; it's Derek Jeter's reaction to the great catch. Because Jeter.

A whole lotta shaking goin' on.