Today I’m fasting — doctor’s orders (vision quest, vision quest, vision quest) — So naturally, by 9:00 a.m. I was ravenous.
Category: Mind and Spirit
Spirituality, moods, feelings, and thinking free to live free.
One of the little towns nearby held its annual “grand parade” this weekend. You understand that “grand” is strictly in the eye of the Chamber of Commerce.
“No Cupcake, there is no right not to be offended.” Nicki does it again. They ripped up their kitchen floor and found a secret code + $50,000. Is that cool or what? Commentariat member Stryder informs me this story is a hoax. Wait. Why would they bust a TSA agent for doing this? Isn’t molesting us their job? Annalee Newitz does a follow-up to her expose on the lack of women at Ashley Madison and concludes that, yes, it was outright fraud by the company. Despite hints of sentencing reform and lightening up of the drug war, prison vendors see…
This oughta keep you busy for a while. Major hat tip to faithful contributor MJR, who went on a link-hunting tear this week. Um … Yes, Wired, you can do something about Spotify’s weird new anti-privacy policy: don’t use Spotify. And y’know, Spotify’s “clarification” doesn’t help one little bit. It amounts to, “Oh, we’ll never, ever abuse all those bits of your life we’re requiring users to give up to us. Trust us …” Now this is funny. How North Korea is handling shooting range budget cuts. Over at TZP, Nicki and Y.B. write about a pair of killers and…
… I explain over at The Zelman Partisans. And other writers ask if Jewish lives matter, too.
Sometimes it’s so nice just to be. We forget that. Well, I do, anyway. This weekend was perhaps the nicest of the summer. We’ve been having glorious weather for the most part, but often way too hot. A few weeks ago, the southern Oregon coast sweated through several days of 100+ temperatures, and it got to at least 97 here. When it’s that hot it saps you, even when you’re huddled in the shady house with a ceiling fan spinning. I know you folks in the midwest and south have it worse; so no complaints, really. But this weekend was…
Old-fashioned crimes committed high tech and low. Women taking tea breaks: subversive act. (H/T PT) Bovard on sugar subsidies. The real story isn’t that Facebook canceled a student’s internship when he built an app around one of their privacy vulnerabilities. The real story is how casually the herd beasts are now tracked. Funny this didn’t get more news coverage. (H/T MJR) And for your amusement: Klintonerdämmerung, aka behind the scenes at Chapaqua. (Tip o’ hat to BW) And watch a pair of pups grow up. That one on the left really needs a carpet to run on.
I assume most everybody knows the Harry Potter stories, but if you’ve never read the books or seen the movies, be forewarned that this post contains major spoilers.
Mid 60s with a gentle breeze. A few horsetails of high cloud in a blazing sky. Going to be ice tea weather in a few hours. This year’s wild blackberry crop is enormous and right on schedule. The dogs and I enjoy handfuls of sweet berries on our morning walks. I’ve so far done no serious gathering as I don’t have a stove to make jam or syrup (and a hotplate is too tippy). I’ll soon head out with a bucket and grab some berries for the freezer. The dogs wait patiently for their share. They could easily gather their…
Mohit Satyanand talks about how he gave up full-time work and why he highly recommends it. One might wish he addressed the economic realities more clearly. Or at all. But he waxes lyrical about the delights of doing nothing. (I can wax lyrical on the subject of creative idleness, too. And no doubt will do so after I’ve finished the ceiling, met my next deadline, caught up on my email, and spent some time contemplating how I’m ever going to get the house foundation repaired and the plumbing replaced.)