They’re entering their toxic endgame.
I try to minimize my engagement with both of them, but with an Android phone, it’s hard to avoid Google. But I’ll never download or use an app for Facebook.
[Saturday-morning update]
The useful idiots of Silicon Valley.
They’re wrecked California, and now there’s a danger that they’ll do the same thing to the rest of the country.
[Bumped]
I continue to believe that he could be even more effective if he were able to turn down the volume of the Trump. He’s his own worst enemy.
Not sure what they mean by “minor” key here, but whatever it is turns an uplifting jingle for a sitcom into a ballad.
The story of how Clapton created the song. I have to confess I like the slow version on Unplugged better, but then I’m more into acoustic in general.
…and Frodo Baggins.
A good discussion of the legal issues involved.
RIP, Charles G. Hill. This is sad; he just retweeted me the other day. He had been blogging half a decade longer than I’d been. He was a pioneer.
A new documentary about her career which, sadly has been over for a decade. I never saw her live, but I did see her in the audience at McCabes, once, in better days (the 80s). I forget who the act was.
I’m a rum drinker (I acquired the habit in Puerto Rico), but not a rum snob. I can’t imagine paying this much for a bottle.
An interesting history of bed sizes, including in dorm rooms.
I had dinner with Eileen Collins a couple months ago, and we were discussing the virtues of community college. In addition to all the other benefits of better education and lower cost, this article reminds me of another one: It eliminates the need to live in a dorm as a freshman. I was in Ann Arbor for three years, but I never lived in one.