Sunday, May 18, 2003
Oh kay... I just tried to fix the archives. Maybe it worked. Maybe it didn't. We can only hope.
Short blog here today, as I know that I've been posting long stuff lately and all ye who cannot read quickly might not enjoy that. I actually don't know, no one's complained to me, but I imagine, in my mind, that it is so.
In case you've been living in a hole this weekend, Funny Cide won the Preakness! The first gelding ever who is shooting to win the Triple Crown. Hoofa, insanity. I like him. I hope he gets it. Lawd knows it's been long enough since anyone won the Triple Crown.
I just underwent a good, solid hour and a half of the B3ta board. It is really and truly worse than crack. Mon dieu. Severely addictive yet also glorious.
Read the New Yorker today. There was an article about Dia, so I was happy. There was also a book review about a new book by this Margaret Atwood person, who I guess is a sort of feminist dysutopian writer. The end of the article mentions that this year is the 50th anniversary of Watson and Crick's discovery of DNA. I quote the article: "it was reported recently that Crick's wife, a professional illustrator, did only two scientific drawings in the course of her career. One was of her husband's famous double helix. The other was of a woman running."
There the article ends. I don't know. I find that inexpressibly sad. Hm.
Must flee like the hyrax before the eagle, brother desires computer use.