I was so sad about the Times-Picayune. The staffers were my heroes during and after Katrina.

Brett Anderson, a James Beard award winner food writer, has been laid off.

Ooh, I'm pretty sure he was my nemesis (in my head) a million years ago when he wrote for the Washington City Paper. I was so weirdly obsessed with that paper.

Jesus. I was sure the poster was pulling the number from their ass (because it seemed *so* unsustainable), but for this year, it's true: soldier suicides are one per day in 2012. It is an uptick, but the original numbers were still larger than I was wrapping my head around. I mean, that's active duty.

No, I have no idea why today is depressing day. I really need a distraction.

Oh Nora, I was so angry too when I heard about the T-P. It's a good paper, it's a terrible thing they are doing, gutting it.

And ita, that site (the privilege one) is all about not getting it. And feeding its own monster.

I distracted myself with a black goth site and poking around OK Cupid again.

I'm trying to work out if we're really all that weird, and some people are just more honest than others, or what. But I read stuff like this:

i'm sorry to be "shallow" like i see so many women say on their profiles, but if you have thick-cut bangs, you should definitely message me. that's worth a dinner, at least. i wish i were kidding here even a little bit, but it's true.

And I don't even know. Maybe it's just that I don't care to try and explain my idiosyncrasies in print. But these guys are all "Fuck it. It's a big world. If I'm specific, I might find exactly what I'm looking for."

Jesse has tons of good stories from online dating, not to mention the people who found their spouses that way, like bon, or Lisa from Anarachy. I don't think there are more weirdos as a result--and, in fact, it makes them much easier to step around.

And me! I showed that tumblr to Biyi, just to remind her that her experience of creating an account, sending out one email and accepting a marriage proposal eight months later is atypical.

I clicked, saw what it was, and went away.

On the lighter side, The Famous Tommy Tucker. How about the Beverly Hills Fighting Chiweenies?

I'm running around asking people for citations now. It's cheering me up. Seriously, you can't just say "sugar used to be a prescription-controlled substance" and use "I googled it and found references easily" as your proof.

I didn't even know Conan O'Brian is filming in Chicago this week.

I need to remember that Conan's going to be launching stuff over the State Street bridge every day this week, because it's right by my office and I may need to pad some detour time if I need to get someplace.

I'm running around asking people for citations now. It's cheering me up.

Whenever I try that, they come back at me with, "Well, why don't YOU give me citations that prove I'm wrong?"

No, asshole, YOU were the one who made the crazy incorrect assertion, and the burden of proof is on the one doing the crazy incorrect asserting. And then I usually want to punch them in the neck.