Back from NYC and feeling absofuckinglutely beat. Everything is going good, but there are way too many moving parts at the moment. Here are a couple images flashed across my screen that I thought were interesting.

That's un-edited google news feed irony. Nothing like a machine to make juxtaposition. Thank you Mr. Burroughs.

That cracks me up every time I see it.

So I'm a little stressed. Caught some of The Fear from the TV in the seat on JetBlue. They had a test program with Fox. You got FoxNews and three movie channels. I watched part of Princess Bride. Tried to watch part of Moulan Rouge (which I couldn't stand: too much fancy editing, not enough movie), and then caught Ann Coulter, Bill O'Reilly and Dennis Miller in rapid succession, plus a mega-softball Hardball interview with Paul Wolfowitz. Makes me wonder why there isn't at least one flaming lefty -- someone of O'Reilly or Scarborough's stature -- balancing all that commentary from the right. Oh well. TV is so 20th Century anyway.

We're having a party this weekend at my house. If you want to come, drop me a line.