There’s a woman walking her pit bull up and down the canal bank behind the house and letting it run through our yard, and a broke-down van out front whose owners are borrowing a hose and some water to refill the radiator. Needless to say I’m not going nowhere til the ruckus dies down, putting to rest any hope of getting to work on time.
…but that’s just me. I try to avoid that place like the plague. I hope Mr. Perazzi takes them to court and cleans them out. Two or Three Billion isn’t too much to ask–make sure that they have to keep paying you in installments (with interest!) for the next 50 years.
DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. You’re supposed to be the fourth estate of government, for crying out loud–get the bottom of it and start calling for their heads! Whining is not attractive in grown men or news organizations!
We went to the nursery this morning to pick out all the tomatoes and peppers we’re going to have in the garden this year–and as we were leaving it of course started thunder-storming, with the occasional blast of hail. Murphy was an optimist, after all. Now I guess to just cower inside and hope the power doesn’t cut ou
I got paid today, with a substantial bonus. Like, “more money than I’ve ever seen in one place,” bonus. So, being the mature, responsible adult I am, I of course went to the liquor store next to the bank.
(Don’t worry, that doesn’t represent a very significant portion of my check.)
Amon Tobin is kinda like Bonobo, but with the layers coming in the rhythm rather than the samples. Great stuff.
Those crafty capitalist pigs! Overthrowing the dreams of socialism by creating a (market, not literal) run on toilet paper!
…and Hot Chip has some weird ones:
From the Great and Powerful Czar of Muscovy, on the recent (and not so recent) spat of scandals in the Obama administration:
Let us see if we can figure out the pattern here. People who report to the President attempt to make him look tough and competent; through their actions, people die or have their Constitutional rights violated. The President has absolutely no idea what is happening.
Now let us reduce that further: People who report to the President attempt to make him look competent. The President has absolutely no idea what is happening. Allow us to simply that yet again: the President is an idiot and everyone around him knows this.
And something to ponder from Franklin Sanders:
On 14 May 1913 (same year the Federal Reserve was founded) John D. Rockefeller founded the Rockefeller Foundation with a gift of $100,000,000. According to inflation calculators that use understated US government figures, that would equal $2.35 billion today. However, in 1913 $100 million equaled 4,837,500 oz. of gold. At $1,425/ounce, that would be worth today $6.893 billion.
And the ending… oh that ending. So glad this wasn’t for 2001 Flight Simulator…