Fuck, the blogdays of summer, here's inside baseball to alienate everyone else, re: yesterday's United post - you do realize the danger of Shevchenko coming to United, yes, what a bullet that's been dodged that was never shot? Hear that sound Jill St John makes when she sees that Bombe Suprise? That's the sound Rosie, top shelf below, makes for treats. That EEE sound Jill St John makes when the kabobs are... wait, have I mentioned this?
....aflame? Rosie when we pick her up and put her in a room because she's on a vet-ordered diet. By the way, I may post links of the reflexive pukestorms over this week's SCOTUS rulings but I'm not going to flotsam in the SCOTUS pukestorm of jetsam this week, awoo. Somewhere Rod Dyachenko is failing another audition.
- Hi Stanley.
- Morality play.
- Rubes make marks' lives easy.
- The brain-dead talking point.
- I've long used my ten free reads of the fucking New York Times this month just clicking on links on other people's blogs, so I couldn't read David Brooks piece today on Springsteen (here's the sublede on the op-ed page: Bruce Springsteen's appeal is a reminder of our deeply human need to experience and express meaning within a bounded framework of a place, a people and a history) even if I wanted to, which I don't, it's another example of why the New York Times can go fuck itself for as long as I won't give them a fucking nickel.
- The first I've seen of the inevitable many mockings of the Brooks piece.
- Frances' alternative newspaper!
- Daily note of wonder at the deadness of Blegsylvania. Go scroll Because Right, open up to see all the blogs, note how long it's been since almost all have updated. Deadest Blog Days of Summer ever.
- Why Always Me makes me laugh in a happy way.
- My favorite new word is quilombo.
- Note that in the piece linked in monologue that says Shevchenko not coming to DC that Olsen will likely start Boskovic this coming Saturday and move DeRossario to withdrawn forward just like this guy said he should.
- More interesting than River Plate gaining promotion is that David Trezeguet, 57, is still playing professional soccer.
- Beckett, for those of you who do.
- Edwin's review of Mantel, part two.
- Silliman's always awesome lit links.
- Yoko Ono + Thurston Moore + Kim Gordon.
- New Raveonettes song.
- I need to get tickets. New Dead Can Dance:
- Prunella notes the new album can be streamed here. Gonna buy tickets this week for the August 27 Wolftrap show. Hamster's in - anyone else?
Lost after all. You can leave any time
This rat's like me, she has a human soul
Too late: duty has become habit, habit a duty
Poems distilled from other poems will probably pass away
But there's dance in the old dame yet
No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before