Now that the primary circus is over, my morning web-surfin' on quiet days in the office lacks some of it's former zest. But two loves of mine remain:
New York Times Columnists
The Debunking of Hysterical American Health Scares
Vis a vis the first link, I'm really hoping that this format will catch on, and that they'll set up a double column with Dowd and Kristol. Mostly because I'm pretty sure that Maureen Dowd would end up clubbing Kristol to death with a bottle of gin, thus ridding the Op-ed page of his vileness and striking some fear into David Brooks.
And speaking of salt, Taste of Chicago is going on this weekend. And even though last year resulted in a handful of people with salmonella, I'm planning to attend anyway. I think that, what with the constant threats of e-coli spinach, poison salmon, and tainted tomatoes, I've gone past my horror threshold. And really, what's a little food poisoning compared to the ridiculousness of enjoying a B-L sandwich on a summer afternoon?
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