No real morning news meeting today. I rolled out kinda late, and Michelle had already finished her Friday morning cell-phone conference call and was pouring her coffee to go.
We get an actual paper on Friday, the P-I, part of a strange Friday-Sunday subscription promotion Michelle picked up at the West Seattle Street Fair, mostly I think because it came with a free book bag. But while I miss having a paper most of the week, on the days when it arrives I don't find myself much drawn to it. Maybe it's the brand, maybe it's the news, maybe it's the ennui. Maybe today I'm just too full of guilt for bogarting yesterday's Times.
Michelle and I got ourselves into a mini-funk last night talking about the stupid news business and some stuff going on at work, and comparing action here with stuff like this. Plus, although I try to deny it, the monthly cancer routine always depresses us.
So I don't have much to report on the news this morning. What did you all see that's worth discussing?
Me and Michelle, we're ready for our trip to California.
Friday, September 28, 2007
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Posted by Mark at 11:21 AM
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'Hear all about it"...
The Starlight Drive-in Theater, in Roseburg, OR, after closing ten years ago, is re-opening for one last showing before tearing down the big screen. Nostalgia at its best - GREASE.
Here's the big news today:
6 die from brain-eating amoeba in lakes
PHOENIX -- It sounds like science fiction but it's true: A killer amoeba living in lakes enters the body through the nose and attacks the brain where it feeds until you die.
Even though encounters with the microscopic bug are extraordinarily rare, it's killed six boys and young men this year.
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/health/1500ap_killer_amoeba.html
I say when you're in a bad mood, look around for someone who has it worse off than you.
I say, enjoy your LA trip with your 'rock star' Michelle and all of your 'coolio' friends.
I wonder if they have a strain of that amoeba that goes for just the tumors ...
Thanks for the comments, Mom. Man, the Starlight ... I feel a post coming on.
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