A dachshund got killed by a car outside my window today. (I didn’t see it, however. Just heard it. A squeal of tires, one yelp, and it was done…).
Luan brought me pesto and tomatoes.<3 <3
I am reading Foundation by Isaac Asimov. It’s all right. I’m also reading a strange novel called The Romantic Movement by Alain de Botton, which, well, the rich shy de Botton, who wants us to turn to philosophy in our times of need, it turns out, has no conception of how human beings talk or what they do with their lives. The characters are frozen-pizza versions of humans. (“What are you going to wear to the party?” “Grow up, Suzy.” <—-actual dialogue! By adult characters!) BUT its mix of fiction and philosophy IS intriguing. A bit like Kundera. I see now why some people loathe de Botton, and I might be joining that camp.
New Dylan tomorrow. We Were Emergent has four submissions. Send more; send love. Obama is trending hard. I don’t even remember the other guy’s name. (Just Googled: It’s Generic Republican.) Woodrow is shedding. AAPL down 17.70. S up 0.12. That has been today’s market report. Tune in tomorrow when we cover the rising costs of rubber nipples and how Joe Biden is behind the sharp increase.