That special time of year, when St. Urhu’s day elides into the name-day of St. Patric, is again upon us. Here at Wetmachine we have a special place in our hearts for this great Finno-Irish-American festival.
Truly, the world is full of marvels. I know this is small potatoes when compared to the news of Harold Feld’s new gig, but as Mrs. Lohman so rightly observed, attention must be paid. Yes, attention must be paid.
John’s Tweets
But I will say this about this cold snap: It did get me to finally take down the water-filled heavy bag in my outdoor Gymnasium Pandemica, something I've been meaning to do for 2 months.
Truly a shame to have this kind of cold & wind without being in an actual blizzard. Here on Martha's Vineyard we had one legit snow event (~6 inches) right before Christmas. (Lots of depressing rain, of course, to remind us the planet is cooking.)
Chinese spy balloon = best thing to happen to twitter since 'distracted boyfriend'.
That’s no balloon.
The Spy Balloon Who Loved Me
Not since the balloon boy hoax of 2009 or the 2015 NSA balloon wreaking havoc across Pennsylvia have so many eyes looked up towards a deringible. But nobody does it better than the one currently singing “From China, with love.”
by Maureen DowdUnsurprisingly, @espiers has written the best, most accurate eulogy of the long history of Gawker, the good, the bad —and of course the horrible legacy of Peter Theil's attack on journalism. https://www.nytimes.com/2023/02/03/opinion/gawker-media.html