The Hacker Report & State of the Mailing
Sunday, November 28th, 2004 08:52 amMozart is asleep on my lap, one dinner-plate-sized paw across my wrist, cushioning his cheek. Since I use a split keyboard, the effect this arrangement is having on my typing may well be imagined.
I spent the last few days on the couch in the nice, warm living room, stuffing copies of With Stars Underfoot into Priority Mail envelopes in between coughing and tending my drippy nose, and listening to James Marsters read Storm Front. Meanwhile,
kinzel worked downstairs packing the Stars-plus orders, accompanied by a series of music including but not limited to Larry McMurtry and the Heartless Bastards, Bob Dylan and J.J. Cale. All of the pre-orders, she said hopefully, should be in the mail by Wednesday.
Yesterday, heartened by the fact that I hadn't sneezed all night, we took the afternoon off and went down to Rockland for lunch at Marinaro's. We sat in the window overlooking Rockland Harbor ate homemade pasta with spicy sauce and garlic bread. Then, lured by the promise of an open house, we wandered down to Robinson Street and took the tour. Cute little house on the wrong side of the tracks, just two blocks from the harbor and an easy stretch of the legs to downtown. Apparently, they're having a hard time moving it at $184,500. Too bad. If I was twenty-five, I'd snap it up.
What with one thing and another, I haven't done any writing, except to scratch out a few notes that I can actually read in today's unaltered state -- and they make sense, too. Go, me.
Interesting little rant on "moral values" in today's New York Times:The Great Indecency Hoax (registration required):
If we are to believe the outcry of the past two weeks, America's youth have been defiled en masse - again. This time the dirty deed was done by the actress Nicollette Sheridan, who dropped her towel in the cheesy promotional spot for the runaway hit "Desperate Housewives" that kicked off "Monday Night Football" on ABC. "I wonder if Walt Disney would be proud," said Michael Powell, the Federal Communications Commission chairman who increasingly fashions himself a commissar of all things cultural, from nipple rings to "Son of Flubber."
and
The mainstream press, itself in love with the "moral values" story line and traumatized by the visual exaggerations of the red-blue map, is too cowed to challenge the likes of the American Family Association. So are politicians of both parties. It took a British publication, The Economist, to point out that the percentage of American voters citing moral and ethical values as their prime concern is actually down from 2000 (35 percent) and 1996 (40 percent)
I spent the last few days on the couch in the nice, warm living room, stuffing copies of With Stars Underfoot into Priority Mail envelopes in between coughing and tending my drippy nose, and listening to James Marsters read Storm Front. Meanwhile,
Yesterday, heartened by the fact that I hadn't sneezed all night, we took the afternoon off and went down to Rockland for lunch at Marinaro's. We sat in the window overlooking Rockland Harbor ate homemade pasta with spicy sauce and garlic bread. Then, lured by the promise of an open house, we wandered down to Robinson Street and took the tour. Cute little house on the wrong side of the tracks, just two blocks from the harbor and an easy stretch of the legs to downtown. Apparently, they're having a hard time moving it at $184,500. Too bad. If I was twenty-five, I'd snap it up.
What with one thing and another, I haven't done any writing, except to scratch out a few notes that I can actually read in today's unaltered state -- and they make sense, too. Go, me.
Interesting little rant on "moral values" in today's New York Times:The Great Indecency Hoax (registration required):
If we are to believe the outcry of the past two weeks, America's youth have been defiled en masse - again. This time the dirty deed was done by the actress Nicollette Sheridan, who dropped her towel in the cheesy promotional spot for the runaway hit "Desperate Housewives" that kicked off "Monday Night Football" on ABC. "I wonder if Walt Disney would be proud," said Michael Powell, the Federal Communications Commission chairman who increasingly fashions himself a commissar of all things cultural, from nipple rings to "Son of Flubber."
and
The mainstream press, itself in love with the "moral values" story line and traumatized by the visual exaggerations of the red-blue map, is too cowed to challenge the likes of the American Family Association. So are politicians of both parties. It took a British publication, The Economist, to point out that the percentage of American voters citing moral and ethical values as their prime concern is actually down from 2000 (35 percent) and 1996 (40 percent)