Back in Miami

Post-prandial malaise, having exchanged liberty bells for palm trees and homemade oatmeal scones for an ant-infested computer. Home sweet nothing.

The Localist is finally online. Hooray!

I'm going to Parris Island, SC for three days next week to observe Marine recruits. The schedule mentions box lunches and target practice.

And my first feature is online here. It's a mess, I'm afraid.

Gawd

Today, on CNN, the correspondent described the female suicide bomber in Amman as failing in her attempt "to be part of the first husband-wife suicide bombing team in history."

"As far as we know," the anchor continued, "nobody has ever accomplished that before." Like it was a Tahitian's bid in Olympic freestyle skiing.

This was followed by an ad for a drug treating Restless Leg Syndrome, or RLS, "a medical condition."

It's time to write a new play, I think.

New York mag article about New Times-Village Voice merger. Favorite Mike Lacey (owner of New Times) quote:

This didn’t stop Lacey from explicating what he would have told the Voice staff should they have brought up any number of topics, like, say, that New Times papers are conservative. “Look,” Lacey said, “just because I don’t have eight reporters kneecapping George Bush doesn’t make me conservative. One is enough; the other seven can be looking for dirt on local politicians. The idea is not to let politicians get away with shit. Our papers have butt-violated every goddamn politician who ever came down the pike! The ones who deserved it. As a journalist, if you don’t get up in the morning and say ‘fuck you’ to someone, why even do it?

I found this oddly inspirational.

So Proud

My cousin, Clemson homecoming queen. For those of you unfamiliar with college football in the South this is sort of a huge deal.