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Whoa, get this! Apparently this new Interweb phenomenon of “‘blogging” (that’s short for web logging) has been somehow involved in campaign politics. Who knew! Thanks, Courier-Journal, for keeping us “ahead of the curve.”
In other news, man, I’ve gotta get out of Kentucky.
Audrey is totally meta. And speaking of Lexingtonians, the interweb tells me that U of L just beat UK. I’m frightened. I don’t watch much basketball, but the sheer societal hate-force involved in that matchup is an anthropologist’s dream. UK fans–undefeated this season, playing against their former hero coach–are not going to be happy. They may well just go ahead and set the entire state on fire.
Embarrassingly, I only found out via the Checkerboard Nightmare forums that, not too far from here, a cookie dough truck overturned and popped open in Jefferson County.
Good Part: Now, I have fuel for dreams that involve me scooping my way through literally tons of cookie dough.
Bad Part: Alas, the brave souls involved in that cleanup operation will probably never be able to stand licking the bowl again.
Sumana sent me pretty cool article.
“Louisville Christians are demonstrating that the Church is indeed one. Predominately black Forest Baptist Church has joined predominately white Highland Baptist Church in commemorating those killed by violence in the Louisville area during the past year. Church members drive white crosses into the ground outside their churches equal to the number killed during the past twelve months….”
Times like this, I like to remember my city’s motto.
Louisville: Hey, we’re not Cincinnati.
Kentucky: home to Davy Crockett, birthplace to Abraham Lincoln.
Kentucky: where rests the body of Secretariat, greatest athlete of all time.
Kentucky: where you can work in an office building filled entirely with grownups and walk into a bathroom to find the stall-door assertion that “Tom is A Asshole.”
I smile habitually at people I don’t know, when making eye contact. When I’m tired or it’s raining, it’s like saying “Hey, yeah, you know, all in it together, hang tough.” Otherwise, it’s my version of “Hello! Don’t shoot.”
This morning at the bus stop:
| Harrassed-Looking Woman: |
“Excuse me. You got a cigarette?” |
| Me: | “No, I’m sorry.” |
| (HLW pauses, looks around, looks back) | |
| HLW: | “Makes you happy, doesn’t it? Makes you happy to refuse people.” |
| Me: | “No, I… don’t smoke.” |
| HLW: | “Then why you smiling like that? I’ll tell you why. It’s ’cause you’re an asshole.“ |
It occurs to me that it’s only a matter of time until there’s a movie adaptation of The Bean Trees starring Ashley Judd as Taylor, and yea, my heart is like unto a cold sad rock in my chest. I liked that book. (I like Ashley Judd, too, just not when she’s acting.)
