Just being out of commission for a day can set you back a little bit. I had 36 new articles come through my New Scientist feed this morning…
In the category of “It’s Always Something,” we have: Flatscreen TVs turn up the heat on climate, showing once again that we can ALWAYS find a way to destroy the planet. Is the Earth this fragile, or are we this big?
At this point, the celebrity (or quasi-celebrity) who I idolize the most is definitely John Hodgman. He exudes an ideal combination of hilarious and intelligent. If I could be this funny, I wouldn’t really need to worry about anything else. His second book is a great gift idea for Jason, by the way…
Oh, and in case you hadn’t noticed (and I barely have), the Milwaukee Bucks basketball team has committed to showing up for at least 82 more games, and their season begins tonight. I have entered basketball seasons with no hope for the Bucks in the past, but this is the first time since I took an interest in the NBA in the late 80s that I start a season with neither hope or interest. Well, maybe that’s not 100% true– I must be at least vaguely interested, or you wouldn’t be reading these words. However, I’m not as interested in following the fortunes of the team as I am the story of their inevitable collapse. I pity the Tom Enlunds and Michael Hunts of the world, who make a living writing about this team. It can’t be a very good living…
Oh, and you may have noticed a significant uptick in the size of the ‘archives’ available on the site– my sick day was good for researching and solving the problem I’d had with importing data from the old tikiwiki blog. So if you care to relive the days when my words were much prettier, stop by 2003 or so.
That is all, carry on.