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Another heat wave. Do I really have to tell you it’s a bad idea to exercise outdoors when it’s like this?

‘Hell in the rearview mirror’

Prayers going out to those in the path of the Colorado wildfires:

“I sat in traffic. It’s a memory I’ll never forget. I teared up as I scanned the surrounding cars. Everywhere were children, scared and crying, their parents looking deathly afraid and, in my rearview mirror, a view of the gates of hell.”

Fires elsewhere.

Author and “zipless fuck” pioneer Erica Jong is seventy years old now, and her brand of feminism looks a bit naive in perspective, but it’s a pleasure to read that her priorities are still in order. Here she is calling out the greedy, ideological shapeshifter Arianna Huffington for refusing to pay all those writers who helped make her online publication such a lucrative venture:

“The idea that everybody’s writing for free is hurting writing as a profession. I wrote many articles for Arianna when she was establishing her aggregator blog and attracting all those eyeballs.

When she got $300m from the AOL acquisition, I said, ‘OK, Arianna, we all helped you get there so now you’re going to pay writers.’ She said, ‘No, I pay my editors.’ I’ve known Arianna for years…

More here.

Oh dear

Republicans get so edgy when you out them. So many closet cases, so little time!

Brickyard blues

Maria Muldaur:


Lowell George:

Back home again

My PC, I mean. Chris replaced the motherboard and the fan, and put in a great big new honkin’ power supply. He kept showing me the innards and trying to talk to me about core temperatures and heat spreaders, and I said, “Uh, is there any special reason you’re showing me all this? I already believe you that the heat sink is properly seated.” Really, I just care if it works.

“I just want you to know I did everything right, but the core temperatures are all the same and they shouldn’t be. I can’t figure it out.”

Tonight we checked them and they’re all fine. Hallelujah. Thanks to everyone who helped. It really sucks, not having a job.

For a dancer

And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
But you’ll never know.

Jackson Browne:

Real live socialism

How do we get some?

Spare a thought for the heads of French public companies who are having to dig deep and find their inner patriot after the new Socialist government issued guidelines limiting CEO pay to 20 times that of the lowest paid worker.


Got a good beat, you can dance to it! Maroon 5:

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