What I’m reading: Finished The Spy in the Ointment
What I’m listening to: Ten Short Songs About Love
What I’m watching: Tried Sweeney Todd, but got bored.
What I’m drinking: Wet by Beefeater G&Ts, but I picked up some Plymouth this weekend. While I was at the liquor store, I noticed that an allegedly high-end gin — New Amsterdam — I was wary of when I first saw it a few months ago is now on sale for the rotgut price of $18.99 for 1.75 L. If you’re at the same price point as Gordon’s and Gilbey’s, you are officially a cheap-ass gin, regardless of your stylish packaging.
What Rufus is up to: Another greyhound hike in Wawayanda, with a post-hike feeding frenzy!
Where I’m going: Atlanta next week for the AAPS meeting. I’m hoping to meet up with some friends from grad school while I’m down there, but that’ll entail blowing off a biz-type dinner at some point.
What I’m happy about: My wife is still alive in the NFL Loser pool that I flunked out of in its first week. Oh, and greyhound racing got banned in Massachusetts!
What I’m sad about: That I haven’t taken care of my mammoth landscaping plans or gotten a fence put in the backyard yet.
What I’m pondering: Jesse Jackson – crocodile tears or just a moment without charlatanry? The question is moot!
I wondered the same thing about Jackson … and have concluded the camera caught him in a candid moment–he was moved, even he wasn’t the one making the acceptance speech.
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re Reverend Jesse, my vote is “crocodile tears” –
and I didn’t particularly like Jackson’s comment last week that “Zionists who have controlled American policy for decades ……. will lose a great deal of their clout when Barack Obama enters the White House.”
Probably his reaction to being kept at arm’s length by Obama all through the campaign.