❦bobhowe calls my attention to an article in today's New York Times about a survey commissioned by a couple of Pew trusts which finds that "nearly two-thirds of Americans say that creationism should be taught alongside evolution in public schools." John C. Green, a senior
Ella, feelin' groovy....
Ella, closing in for the kill...
If I hear the phrase core competencies one more time, I may pound the receiver repeatedly against my desk. Don't even get me started on the fact that our meeting has been labeled a visioning session.
This little [sic] item has excited much comment in the blogosphere, but I will link to it as well as an example of one of the overlooked reasons that the proposed ban on cameras in New York City subways was a bad idea: crime deterrence. Put the gun away, mister.
I used to think the BMW memory watch that █████ bought me a couple of Christmases back was the pinnacle of cool. But that was before she sent me a link to this. Be still my ticking heart.
Some names are so potent they predestine the bearer to a particular life's work. Witness this shingle spied on Broadway in Astoria: DIVORCE & FAMILY COURT Tracey A. BloodsawATTORNEY-AT-LAWThe poor kid never had a chance.
My contribution to the August CD Mix of the Month Club, celebrating its one-year solo anniversary last night with a fabulous house party in Sunset Park, was Deep Cover, with 88 Keys to My Heart generously thrown in as a 38th birthday bonus. [Ed. note (2025): In the Spotify
If there's one thing you can rely on pedestrians to do, it's to not walk a straight line. Just try to pass one from behind and see.
█████ reports I was laughing in my sleep last night. I have no memory of the dream, but of all the things I could have been doing in my sleep, that one boded well for the day.
A couple of weeks ago, █████ and I went to a taping of The Daily Show. Before the cameras rolled, Jon Stewart was taking questions from the studio audience and had been riffing on Robert Novak for a while. █████ whispered that I should ask a question about intelligent design, but I
Jack Williamson's new novel, The Stonehenge Gate, is out, and he insists it is his last. I learn this from an article ❦bobhowe points me toward, in the Albuquerque Tribune. It's a delightful piece to read (despite the fact that one paragraph is worded carelessly enough
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