Glad the Chicagoistas and their felines are safe.
I have such a crush on the family that just came by for a consult! Baby is unbearably cute with face-splitting gummy grins alternating with deeply serious 50-yard stares, mom is weary and wry, dad is a giant moose with a wild man beard almost to his navel, and the parents are talking to each other with a very Buffista-ish combination of cryptic verbal shorthand and glorious polysyllabic portmanteaus and archaicisms. Plus, they talk to the baby exactly the way I talked to Matilda at that age:
Dad: So, how's your day been going? Any observations on how we've implemented the agenda so far?
Baby: Glah!
Mom: Oh, that's interesting. I never thought of it that way, but I see your point.
Baby: Beeh!
Dad: That raises a point I hadn't considered. It calls for a thorough, cogent rebuttal, but unfortunately you are too darn cute.
I seriously want to adopt them all, right now.
Aw!
Can PBS survive without a government subsidy?
That's a great post, and I don't know the author, ftr.
Although I do wish we could all stop talking about public media and get back to tax cuts and preexisting conditions.
Damn, I need chocolate and I can't get any without leaving the office...
Damn. I can't believe someone just snipped at me for starting a new email thread. Look, if the old thread isn't in my current window (and it's usually not, because there's a lot of crap coming through), I'm not going to scroll down to find an old e-mail that's only tangentially related to what I want to talk about now.
And, if you don't like how I email, don't send me the email you wish I'd replied to as an attachment. That's rude.
I'm going to just delete that. Food molester guy was less bothersome today.
Some guy I barely know straightfaced me today. I feel...outdone. I feel like Abed, being punked by Troy. I sassed him, bigtime, but it was like pulling out of a steep uncontrolled dive. He's on my list now. He's being watched...
Oh, speaking of work, I was in the elevator with someone who had a guest, and she was saying, "Oh, because you're on radio, you have that anonymity," and he said, "Sometimes people do recognize my voice in public..." and I couldn't figure out who it was! And forgot to ask around, because clearly it was some NPR type in town for an event, so I'm sure I could figure it out, but I felt like a failure for not getting it.
Hah, Jesse. You fail at being an NPR groupie.
I swear, I would totally recognize the voices of Susan Stamburg, Scott Simon, Bob Edwards, or Robert J. Lurtzema anywhere. Oh, and Sylvia Pogiolli (sp?).
Also, Click and Clack and Nina Totenburg.
(Although Robert J. Lurtzema is dead, right?)
A lot of them, I'd recognize their faces, even! But not this guy. I will try to remember tomorrow and report back.
