Shit, the science always gets ya in the end, doesn't it?
I haven't read this in depth, only skimmed, but my takeaway (the U.S. isn't Australia) is look for grass fed beef.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Vegetarian Nightmare
Labels:
Bleeding Heart Liberals,
Food,
Science
Thank You, Internet
If it weren't for you, I would never have known about this old woman, whose name I cannot pronounce or spell, or her wonderful poetry.
Labels:
Poetry,
Wislawa Szymborska
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Help Wanted: Writer
Mean and deadly accurate, takes no prisoners, respects no creed, razor wit.
Where do I apply? Oh, wait, the job is taken?
Where do I apply? Oh, wait, the job is taken?
Labels:
Buffalo Beast,
Punditocracy
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Housing Prices: Seattle
Seattle had the third steepest housing price decline in the last year, 6.3 percent. Not even close to poor ol' Atlanta though. Or Las Vegas.
The S***h Files
Now that I know I'm not going to be doing this on Pinterest (images only, what!), and because I can.
Have To Find Somebody With HBO Now
Labels:
Republican Idiots,
Sarah Palin
How Are Insurance Co's And Dodo Birds Alike?
Zeke Emanuel, Rom's bro and a big player in health care reform, says insurance companies will be extinct in eight years.
The piece sort of explains for me the puzzling spectacle of my local hospital buying up local provider practices and clinics, affiliating with a big Seattle provider for reasons — as explained in the local press — that were indeciferable. Now the same thing is going on in my old stomping grounds.
Fun fact: The third brother is Ari, the model for Ari Gold, the lovably insufferable Hollywood agent on HBO's Entourage.
The piece sort of explains for me the puzzling spectacle of my local hospital buying up local provider practices and clinics, affiliating with a big Seattle provider for reasons — as explained in the local press — that were indeciferable. Now the same thing is going on in my old stomping grounds.
Fun fact: The third brother is Ari, the model for Ari Gold, the lovably insufferable Hollywood agent on HBO's Entourage.
Labels:
Health Care Reform
Monday, January 30, 2012
Peeking Into Bedrooms Of Our Ancestors
those Republicans paleontologists have no shame. Okay, so not only are we part Neanderthal, but apparently somebody named Denisovia was fooling with grandma, too. In Siberia, before she moved to New York.
Labels:
Ancient Humans,
DNA,
Science
Places To Go, People To Read About
There's a new aggregator-with-taste out there and I thought you might want to know about it. I don't think I'll have time for much long-form reading, but who knows.
Oh, it's called The Syllabi.
Oh, it's called The Syllabi.
Labels:
Internet Sources
Comment O' Teh Day
One of Krugman's fans, from Seattle, comments thusly on the Europeans' inability to admit that frugality is not going to save them:
"Politicians are people who, when they see the light at the end of the tunnel, go out a buy more tunnel." --John QuintonI don't know who John Quinton is or was.
Almost Blue
Isn't that the name of a song? Why yes, yes it is.
Working on my Mood Music playlist in Spotify today and rummaging around for Chet Baker's My Funny Valentine. But I'll save that for Feb. 14.
In the meantime:
From Wiki:
Working on my Mood Music playlist in Spotify today and rummaging around for Chet Baker's My Funny Valentine. But I'll save that for Feb. 14.
In the meantime:
From Wiki:
In 1983, British singer Elvis Costello, a longtime fan of Baker, hired the trumpeter to play a solo on his song "Shipbuilding", from the album Punch the Clock. The song was a top 40 hit in the UK, and exposed Baker's music to a new audience. Later, Baker often featured Costello's song "Almost Blue" (inspired by Baker's version of "The Thrill Is Gone") in his live sets, and recorded the song on Let's Get Lost, a documentary film about his life.
Labels:
Almost Blue,
Chet Baker,
Mood,
Video
Sunday, January 29, 2012
'I Am Large, I Contain Multitudes'
And I'm okay with that. Who said it had to be unified, found in a central location. Aren't I central enough?
I love this stuff.
I love this stuff.
Labels:
Brain Stuff
There's A Poem In Here Somewhere
There are hundreds of thousands of these foreigners in Israel; in 2010, the first victim of a Hamas rocket attack after the previous year’s Gaza War was a man named Manee Singueanphon, not Moshe Cohen.From an article, oddly, about eating in Israel.
Labels:
Irony
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