Dear Frank Paynter–
How do I blog? Ay caramba! ;-)
Here are just a few things I didn’t blog in the past week, because I didn’t have time to type out the words they deserved:
1) From the NH courtroom where James Tobin is on trial: Why does Tobin’s high-priced DC lawyer rhapsodize to the jury about how warm and wonderful Tobin is–while keeping aloof when given a chance to interact with the wonderful man himself? Why do thousand-buck-per-hour lawyers wear suits whose cuff-buttons have no buttonholes? Why do young lawyers take notes on legal pads while young reporters take notes on steno pads? Surely the human hand-wrist anatomy is the same for both.
2) From NYC: The American Museum of Natural History has a handsome exhibit on Darwin (live tortoises!) and a glorious IMAX movie about the Galapagos Islands–but both of them include too much repetitive preaching about evolution. Lighten up, guys. Also, I recommend the Millburn Hotel and nearby Niko’s Restaurant (“sensible eating at sensible prices”, 76th St. at Broadway.)
3) From last night’s party: Richard Oldenburg (former director of MOMA and brother of Claes) reads the NY Times cover to cover every day. He says “That’s my Internet.” He was shocked to hear how I read news online: “But so often the most fascinating thing you read is something that you weren’t looking for at all.” I admitted that the riches of Internet search are wiping out much of this real-life serendipity–the book on the library shelf that catches your eye because it is next to the book you wanted.
Tool-istically, I use Manila on weblogger.com because that’s where I started out. When I started blogging, Paul Boutin was the only blogger whose blog i had ever read–and he used Manila on weblogger.com. QED.
Although you have made me feel a whole lot less guilty by admitting that you haven’t had time to share audio of Dervala saying “posh totty.” Ha ha ha ha–at least I’m not holding back something so magnificent!
All best, you babe-magnet you,
Betsy