I apologize to all the people to whom I owe either thank yous or emails in general. In the best of times, I can be a slow correspondent, but right now a lot of Life is happening.
Nothing bad, I promise. On the contrary. But extracurricular writing is taking up hours upon hours (surprising and pleasant hours) of my time. In between writings, The Wandering Monk and I have been working like hell to turn a quarter acre of weeds and trash into something resembling a real lawn.
The Monk has been great, especially considering he’s laboring for free and I’ve been browbeating (nicely, but still browbeating) him to keep moving on the project between a very short summer and what looks to be an early fall.
Oh, the stuff we’ve continued to drag out of that soft, sinking ground! The giant holes we’ve filled with topsoil. The moss we’ve raked out. The rocks and sticks we’ve tossed. But after one final marathon effort on Thursday, the job is nearly finished — just in time for a perfect watering rain that night.
Or it was nearly finished. I checked on it Friday morning and discovered that multiple deer, at least one dog, and probably also a small coyote had partied all night through the eight yards of soft, now-muddy topsoil we so painstakingly spread and seeded. Sigh.
I repaired that damage but haven’t had time to moss-rake and seed one final corner. The Monk, dear person, offered to come back and do it, but I don’t have the heart to be that much of a slavedriver.
Anyhow, that’s my excuse for having nothing brilliant to say today.
But here are a few good links:
- A couple days ago, Elias Alias sent around an appeal for money to help a beautiful little pibble girl with a sad and unthinkably painful story. I was getting ready to blog the appeal when the rescuer (Elias’ webmaster, “Medicine Hawk,” a real animal-rescue heroine) updated with a tremendous success story. Read about Mia and weep — then rejoice.
- Noah Body posted this in comments. But it’s such an important cautionary tale about privacy and surveillance capabilities that it deserves to be brought forward. Police bust a would-be serial killer (or maybe just a scary nutcase) based on the postage stamps he used. Yeah, the guy is a creepazoid and I hope he stays off the streets for a long time. But this technique could be used against innocent political activists and monkeywrenchers, too.
- And remember: The feds are rarely after justice. They’re mostly after scalps. Or notches on their guns. Or heads to mount on their career walls. They don’t care if you’re innocent.
- Leave it to Ammo.com to produce the best-ever backgrounder on the 9/11 tragedy.
- Jim Quinn of the Burning Platform is demoralized, depressed, detached, and defiant about the state of his website. I can identify.
- Johns Hopkins, a pioneer in the revival of psychedelic therapy, is now creating a faculty in psychedelic studies.
- The Trayvon Hoax. This sounds like an intriguing piece of investigative journalism. (And no, it’s not at all unsympathetic to Trayvon Martin; merely to the people who’ve used him to the point of deception to line their own pockets and further their own causes.) (H/T FM)
- Ten traits that make people unusually likeable.