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anyone know about these mutants?
I booked the Austria trip on Expedia, and accepted a blind flight, based on the Wheel's sage advice. Here's a take on online travel from the Voice's tech column.
Flexcar's fleet of rent by the hour vehicles includes Toyota's gas-electric hybrid Prius. I rented one ($6.50 per hour, flexible rates) for a test spin. Cute, comfortable, quiet, clean and peppy off the line.
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They're heeeere......er..almost..
Some interesting 9/11 fallout, so to speak. I heard from a Parsons classmate I hadn't been in touch with since back in the day. She spent the anniversary reading accounts on the web, and in the course of searching for old acquaintances found our site by looking up Steve DiBenedetto (as a relatively unusual name). First such contact I've had here. I guess she got something out of it, and she'd had the same memory of Larry Rivers and the pope that I recounted. I suggested that this was the sort of connectivity the internet was supposed to foster, and a positive thing to bring out of the remembrance of an awful event.
Meanwhile, in the Park, I met a woman who said she's only recently begun to really get over the whole thing, and it seems bird-watching is helping her. Trying to be helpful, I proceeded to find a rare Connecticut Warbler, which thrilled her no end.
Sometimes I think I talk it better than I walk it, so it was nice to feel like my insular activities might actually be of some use to others.
Reality TV is finally getting interesting. The point is not individuals and their "realness", but polling, which abstracts them. Polling has transformed politics in the last century, and now Argentina is going to choose a presidential candidate through a TV contest. This may start out as a species of joke, but who knows where it could lead?
(NY Post story in comments)
Here, I will attempt to relate to you the realities of homelessness. But there is certainly more to a homeless person than being homeless, and this may be the best thing this blog could accomplish - a greater awareness about the whole-ness of homeless people. Not every post will be about homelessness, but they will all be about a homeless person, me. For some people it will be their first experience with the "me" identity within a homeless person. Welcome to My world, a subsidiary of Our world.
strange wind on 9-11 , hope it cleanzed nyc....
I thought it was an ecstatic measurement but it turns out
The Rapture Index has two functions: one is to factor together a number of related end time components into a cohesive indicator, and the other is to standardize those components to eliminate the wide variance that currently exists with prophecy reporting.
I'm an advocate of mourning, but I can't say I've really mourned. Well, maybe a bit, at the beginning. The anniversary brings it back; I did feel something, but I hate to say, a year later, that the overriding experience has been that of alienation. It's worse than the early Reagan years. I define alienation as the inability to achieve ecstasy via accepted cultural modes. Tears are the ecstasy of grief, and I don't think I ever cried over it. But I did share in a deep sorrow for the people who died, and for the wound made in our city. Beyond that I find little focus, and now the ecstasy of grief channels into the ecstasy of war-making, and I am sickened. Circumstance has granted the countering voice but little force, and the ecstasy of peace seems far away. This species often displays together its best and its most terrible faces. But these are just expressions, alternating on the same face. Prayers are not to ease the past, but to work eternity into a shape that may explain what is done to us, and what we do to ourselves. If we are finished now with mourning, let us pray for the living.
Pray for peace.
Then work for it.
this may have been previously reported but a pal told me today that last year right before 9/11 there were raids on small records store and bootlegs were confiscated, all the evidence was lost in the twin towers, so no arrests....
This one should be interesting. Imagine if the person they are going to have to intimidate into not making the sworn confession turns out to have some stubborn ethics? Or it doesn't even have to be that. Maybe the person is just a democrat.
Let the wriggling commence!
This Saturday September 7th, The Lonely Samoans needs you! Please help us
fill the air with your love! Please bring your loved ones and touch each
other so I can watch you make out from the stage.
Saturday, September 7th. 9pm
@the Cutting Room
19 W. 24th Street. $5 cover
Tel:212.691.1900
Also I made a music video for "Mr. Corporation" over the weekend.
out. check it out
http://www.lonelysamoans.com/video/mr_corp_2.mov
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I was wondering about "billy-oh", a term my dad used to use. He would say "it's going to rain like billy-oh". Or maybe it was billy-ho; I was never quite sure, and I don't remember hearing the phrase elsewhere. I don't know where he picked it up, but it turns out to be of British idiom. What surprised me is that "billy-oh" is considered synonymous with the American "all get out". Go figure.
slate navelgazing w/andrew sullivan and kurt andersen -- Are Weblogs Changing Our Culture?
i recieved a birthday kitty today, her name is ??
rex is not happy:>)
For those who were away, Lionel Hampton died this weekend.
I took the ferry to work today. They've just instituted service from Hunter's Point to downtown, and the first week is free, so I thought I'd check it out. It's a much more pleasant ride than the subway, and only takes 8 minutes on the water. Unfortunately, the whole thing doesn't add up for me. Even with a monthly discount rate it costs more than twice as much as the subway, without the flexibility and in-town service. Once you factor in the walk to and from the terminals, it winds up taking just as long. Only 7 people on the 7:30 boat today. It's a nice idea, but I'm not sure it can stay afloat.
the bush dyslexicon - I heard another much more indebth interview yesterday (laborday) with the arthor which will apear here archived in 8 days for a relisten.
What’s with George Will? Now he’s stargazing in Hawaii, pondering the mysteries and trotting out Terence’s favorite quote about “stranger than we can suppose” (though without attribution to Haldane.) Has he been listening to the Shamen?