...On this first day of 2009. Here's hoping for plenty more!
I also hope you're not too hung over: My TV clicked on way too early today, right in the middle of a commercial from some car lot, featuring a flatulent-looking spokesd00d offering to, zomg, "buy your gas for an entire year!" Dang and ew. These guys are serious about methane. Or perhaps I have misunderstood his choice of word.
In the "Indiana" section of a used-book shop, I flash-read the title of a sociologic book: "Forging A Community" and, thinking of the Jukes and Kallikaks* and other flawed, faked or over-interpreted studies done in the past, I assumed it was an expose of another such. Nope, wrong sense of "forge;" it's a straightforward report or study. I guess snark really is my default assumption! (Also? Eugenics is total buncombe).
Great name for a heavyset, hard-luck film noir detective, maybe set in New Orleans: Chance Gras. "The cafe was the worst sort of greasy spoon but at least it was cheap. I buttered my toast and set it on the plate. Reaching for my coffee cup, I bumped the wobbly table and the toast fell. I didn't even have to look -- I knew it was butter side down..." --Chance Gras And The Defective Subway Token, (c) 1947, Avenue & Farrier. Dang, I am so gonna hafta rough out chapters & outline...!
* Henry H. Goddard, the man who gave us the "Kallikaks" and introduced America to the word "moron" is quoted in the linked article uttering this gem: "democracy means that the people rule by selecting the wisest, most intelligent and most human to tell them what to do to be happy." Unh, wroooooong! But thanks for playing; or not. Gosh, somehow it just makes me want to scub his widdle brain out with soap. Moron!
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