Not the strongest ish that I've read for sure. Not bad, though.
I have to bring up one sore subject: the imposition of academics on what would otherwise be highly entertaining fiction. It's no mystery that McSweeney's has a reputation for being a clearing house for MFA fiction. Not that MFA fiction is necessarily bad, but MFA fiction does tend to smell like...well, MFA fiction. Sometimes the story is overshadowed by its craft, as if the story is not as important as the fingerprints of the author that wrote it. Some authors (Barthelme, July) can pull it off without putting style before substance. Not many can do that, though.
Whatever the case may be, McSweeney's 30 contains a Wells Tower story from McSweeney's 23 that was re-written to appease Tower's inner academic. I adore the original; unfortunately, I don't adore the re-writing. It's a classic case of craft--imposed craft, dictated by academics, not inspired from within--interfering with art. The re-written version is merely okay, whereas the original shined. Okay is fine with me, but I am surprised that McSweeney's would publish the story if it's merely okay. And the fact that it's one of my favorite stories from the quarterly...ouch. They don't publish the damn thing just for me, but still.
Whatevs, right?
This peripherally reminds me of something Christopher Moore said in a recent author event here in Portland, OR: when asked by fans where they should pursue their MFA in creative writing, his response is always "well, where do you want to teach?" I think that sums it up. If you go for an MFA, folks, bravo, but don't let the MFA get in the way of your art. Trust me, even dolts like me will notice.