If you’re reading this on your phone, you’re probably having a much easier time of it today. Assuming, that is, that you’re one of those two or three people who still bother at all.
I’m curious about whether most of the “regulars” keep up by RSS feed (using Google Reader, live bookmarks, or whatever) or by just dropping in from time to time. I can’t imagine doing it the old-fashioned way anymore, but I know some people still do. Anyone care to comment?
Can I just say for the record that the very idea of spending my life working as a Grateful Dead archivist in Santa Cruz might just be enough to make me leave the profession forever and go back to work for Kinko’s?
Company asleep at home in the guest room, me sitting in my new office (I love my job), and I’ve just awakened my husband at 6AM PST because I got distracted and wasn’t paying attention to the fact that I was in “Recent Calls” rather than “Voicemail.” I think that all sends a pretty mixed message about how my Friday will play out.
So do my links:
Waldenbooks stores in Greensboro, Winston-Salem to close
This is kind of sad, beacuse the Waldenbooks in Four Seasons Mall was my first real bookstore, the place where I bought my first books on many of the topics that still interest me today, where I bashfully purchased my first issue of The Advocate at age 17 (back when it used to not suck) and where I even picked up a boy once. I never walk into one of their tiny little stores today, and I can’t imagine why many people would, but thirty years ag0, they brought a higher quality of literature to places in America that might otherwise not have had it.
“Rush Radio” coming to Triad FM station
Great. One of the Triad’s only interesting radio stations is now becoming “all loudmouthed angry white guys all the time.” Listen in as cultural diversity gives way to babbling bigots.
“Charlotte is a place that seems to have systematically removed any evidence it existed more than 15 minutes ago,” he said Sunday after learning the sign was coming down. “It’s good to keep some old things around to remind us how people have worked to create a city.”
Hanchett, by the way, is author of this book, one of the best books on southern urban history I’ve ever read. And he’s exactly right; this is just the latest predictable step in Charlotte’s seemingly endless quest to become the most bland and sterile city in the entire southeastern United States.
The new fix isn’t a vast departure from the original design; rather, it includes modifications designed to keep the brace from jiggling around. On Saturday, crews ground the sides of metal holes designed for large nuts that stabilize the original repair. They installed the nuts, checked the alignment, then removed them again to make further adjustments, Ney said.
If the newest repair should break, officials said, pieces of metal have been attached to the bridge to keep the patch from falling.
I’m including this here not because I particularly like the song (I really don’t) nor even because Corey wore jeans very well (he really did), but because I was amazed at how I caught one shot out of the corner of my eye yesterday on VH-1 Classic and instantly knew that this video was filmed in Toronto. Isn’t it cute how Toronto and I are building a relationship that way?
The surest way to get me to be domestic on a Sunday morning is to assign me a paper that has to be completed that day. I’ll do damned near anything–from vacuuming to laundry to mass production of next week’s lunches–to avoid getting started on it.
That said, I’m only two and two thirds papers and one final away from graduation.