A Camel.
Money will get you through.. no, wait…
via FLOG: there’s a stop-motion Freak Brothers movie in production. Dear God.
Finis
I finally completed the Vollmann. Poking about, I find I picked it up late last April and must have started it in May.
Until I unlimber the man’s McSweeney slipcase edition of the violence books, it’s library books for me for a good long while.
Les Racines
The Roots Music Listening Room. [via MeFi, the Cartoonist (I think)].
Fee Fi Fo Fum
Spencer appears to have discovered that not only is there a troll under the Aurora Bridge, there may be
giants in your recycle bin.
I wonder, is my pooptastic bum from a couple years ago some sort of mythic being, too? I sort of like the idea of mapping classical myths onto problematic urban apparitions.
Sun
Today is the first day in months that we’ve had tons of sunlight in the house.
The cats, quick on the uptake, have demonstrated a keen grasp of the purpose of the great washes of golden warmth.
Score
This, I think, should be enjoyable. It’s not clear if the device is Mac compatible, but it would only add to the fun if not.
Rara Avis
An NYT article on a pair of long-lived diabetic brothers, 86 and 90, respectively – both men contracted the disease as children – notes the relative paucity of long lives among Type I diabetics:
“They’re a little bit obsessive about their records and their diets,” said Dr. George L. King, research director of the Joslin Diabetes Center in Boston and a professor at Harvard Medical School. He heads a study of people who have lived with diabetes for at least 50 years — more than 400 of them, so far.
They arrive at the center, he said, carrying “years and years of records, sometimes decades,” showing medical tests, blood sugar readings, insulin doses, exercise, even daily food consumption. “Most of them do quite a bit of exercise, they are more careful about their health than even most diabetics, and they also have a very positive outlook.”
Hm. I can’t describe Viv as obsessive, and she’s not 50 yet by a long shot; but there’s no way she won’t see it. She certainly does a great job with maintenance and has a great attitude.
Four hundred? She’s rarer than I’d have thought. We’re both lucky!
Olive live
Olive, a “console mode RSS aggregator.”
Shipwrecked.
This week’s This American Life (URL not valid until next week) explores a story that amused me when I saw it blow by in the online edition of the NYT a ways back. Involves Russians, artists, young people, and rum (or cognac).
The show’s second half is a melancholy revue of life in New Orleans, post-Katrina, that sounds like a prophecy for America.
Enjoy!