Pigeons and even crows often perch on the ledge of our terrace.
A few weeks ago, I noticed that every time I went out on our back terrace, a pigeon would fly away. I figured the pigeon had found a good perch and was just scared by me whenever I went to hang up or take down laundry.
Then one day the pigeon didn’t fly away and I saw her sitting in the basket that holds the clothespins.
She would just sit there. This went on for well over a week. She never seemed to budge day or night.
Then one day she was gone and all that was left were these two eggs.
Haven’t seen her since. Now we have two pigeon eggs. Anyone know if they’re good eating? 😉
Good morning. A new week is set to begin, the last week of November.
For those of you dreading this week….
It’s that time of the year. When throngs of people jam the malls and the Internet demanding their bargains for their loved ones: Buying Season has officially started. Buy! Buy! Buy!
For those of you looking forward to this week….
The always funny and smart (and sometimes gross) Oatmeal has a great comic about how creativity works for him, and how artistic endeavors are most certainly not created and enjoyed in a vacuum.
Good morning. Welcome to Manic Monday, and, for those of you in the U.S., Thanksgiving Week.
Are you dreading today or the coming week? Here’s a song for you.
Are you in a great mood? Is everything wonderful? Here’s a song for you.
Good morning. It’s time for another manic Monday; some bad news and good news to start off your week.
What’s wrong with U.S. universities? According to Dissent, too much administration.
If we go further back in time, the rise in administrators becomes even more striking. In the last forty years the number of full-time faculty at colleges and universities has grown by 50 percent—in line with increases in student enrollment—but in this same period the number of administrators has risen by 85 percent and the number of staffers required to help the administrators has jumped by a whopping 240 percent. Small wonder, then, that so many policy decisions at colleges and universities are made without—or despite—faculty input.
On the upside, the world’s biggest Reality Competition/Sporting Event, aka the U.S. Presidential Election, will end tomorrow as voters go to the polls.
The bickering, shouting, ranting, conspiracy-mongering, robo-calls, and campaign ads will come to an end.
Though the complaining about who’s President won’t stop. That never stops. One side is always pissed.
Have a great week.
Good morning. Welcome to another edition of Manic Monday.
Here’s a link that will depress you about the state of journalism in the US and Canada; an interview with Alexandra Kimball at The Rumpus.
I don’t see how these barriers won’t lead to a homogenous class of journalists who are very privileged. There are growing economic barriers to a profession that needs to have people from different backgrounds on staff. So that they can cover issues that affect every group in accurate and nuanced ways, so that they can accurately cover what’s affecting poor communities, minority communities—issues that are so often misrepresented or overlooked.
Kimball wrote the essay “How to Succeed in Journalizm When you Can’t Afford an Internship.”
Now for some good news. Chicago Magazine has put together a list of the 50 best sandwiches in Chicago. I’ve been gone so long from the city that I don’t even recognize any of the names of the places on this delicious list. I’m going to have to add eating some of these sandwiches to my To Do List when I go back to visit, like the Atomica Cemitas, Jibarito, and (how can I resist?) The Gatsby.
Good morning. Here are a pair of links that will make you welcome or dread the coming week.
Whitney Kropp, the bullied teen who was elected to her high school’s homecoming court as a joke, attended the homecoming ceremony (from CNN).
Earlier this month, when she realized the whole thing was a prank, Kropp, a sophomore at Ogemaw Heights High School near West Branch, Michigan, said she became suicidal and felt “like trash.”
But thanks to a push from her family and friends, she decided to embrace what happened and turn the tables.
“I can just prove all these kids wrong … I’m not the joke everyone thinks I am,” she said Thursday.
There are still 36 days until the U.S. Presidential Election. Which means we all have to endure 36 more days of articles (in this case from the Financial Times) telling us useless things like this,
If the Republican candidate is to regain the momentum, he needs to do two things when he takes the stage on Wednesday.
Above all, he needs to provide details about exactly what he would do in the White House.
Enjoy or loathe your week.
Here are two links for your Monday morning that, depending on your view, either signal the end of civilization or the bringing about of new possibilities.
From the Guardian: Soon, it will no longer be possible to judge a book by its cover.
Covers increasingly exist not as foot-high billboards and paintings on shelves, but as blurred, compressed little icons in lists on websites and devices, inscrutable jumbles of pixels that tell us little about the work. When read on an e-reader, books open to the first page of the text; the traditional cover increasingly seems irrelevant.
From Deadline.com: Sasha Grey has signed a publishing deal.
“For the very first time I can create my own world, my own characters, my own story, and express my own vision with publishers who are just as passionate about the subject matter as I am,” Grey said in a statement. “I’m not interested in trying to reinvent the erotic novel, but I look forward to taking it back to its source as a salacious treatment of sex, particularly female sexuality, as something mysterious and sensual. Me sensual? Go figure!”
Enjoy your week.