When data points go bump in the night.

...or in broad daylight, those are events that are to be noticed. Today's example: One of the conversations I overheard involved women relating their respective domestic situations. "...and then 9/11 happened, and I decided I needed a husband..." from the married mother of one or two. Ok, noted. Four hours later, I see this story on MSNBC. Some critic named Susan Faludi, pushing a book about an age-old, gender-based mythology playing out after 9/11. A myth? I'd have thought so, if I hadn't been sitting next to the other data point. I'll probably have to read this book now. (once I get through the "summer" reading list, of course :-)

posted at: 20:20 | permanent link to this entry

The girl by the whirlpool's lookin' for a new fool...

So, I'm continuing this Starbuck's adventure, while I fail to juggle van rental with work, etc. Bob Dylan is on the loop, with a few other albums. Subterranean Underground Homesick Blues is on, and it roughly applies to this place and the people that have migrated through here today. And speaking of work, this month involves the 'blind men and the elephant' tale: I have four distinct, vague descriptions of what I'm supposed to be doing. So hopefully, I'll end up with something more functional than a plate of spaghetti.

posted at: 18:57 | permanent link to this entry

Today's topic for discussion is:

Socialism: If you can't leech off anybody, leech off everybody.

posted at: 17:44 | permanent link to this entry