Bad Blogger, No Cookie

So I skipped yesterday. Sorry. I’d like to say it was the impending doom of having to get four fillings today, but I only just found out this morning that today is the Day of Dental Hell. Also, as you may have noticed, it’s raining. A good day to wear flip-flops, too. Continue reading 

This, That and the Other Thing

I have a confession to make. I’m a bookmark junkie. What happens is simple: I’m strolling along on the information (overload) superhighway (dirty allway) and something catches my eye. “Oooh!” I think to myself. “That looks interesting! But too long to stop and read/listen/respond to right now.” Continue reading 

Highway Gothic

Need something meaty to read this morning? Try “The Road to Clarity,” The New York Times Magazine’s six-page story about highway sign fonts. (Use BugMeNot if you don’t have a NYT login and it asks for one.) I’m still on page one, but here’s what makes it relevant to Eugeneans: Continue reading 

Morning Reading

Good books are not conducive to a proper amout of sleep. Do you hear me, Craig Thompson? I was going to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but then I picked up Blankets and seeing as I was about three-quarters of the way through … I just kept reading. Continue reading 

OH EM GEE: Violet Blue Is a Genius Edition

From the San Francisco Chronicle comes this utterly brilliant and deeply funny Violet Blue column about Conservative Sexual Fetishes. A tiny, tasty sample: “Promoting abstinence as a truism over accurate sex information actually acts as a magic golden force field carried by beautiful fairies (the straight kind) to prevent you and everyone who agrees with you from getting HIV/AIDS.” Continue reading 

Morning Reading

Yawwwwwn … OK, time for more coffee. But first! A few interesting things crossed my Safari tabs this morning as a result of the usual roundup of blogs (apologies to those via whom I found these sites but then didn’t credit – I lost track of my tabs. Bad Molly, no cookie! Except for the cookies sitting at our reception area and calling my name, anyway): Continue reading 

Booker Prize longlist

Maybe it’s a little American-centric of me, but I wish, oh, I wish that when they announce the Booker Prize longlist, they’d, say, tell me which books are published in the U.S., so I don’t have to go hunting through the interwebs to try to find them. How many of these have YOU heard of? And no, having heard of the McEwan doesn’t count. You ought to have heard of that one. Continue reading