Finishing up a really, really hot week here in LA. The worst of it is supposed to break tonight, so hopefully cool enough for a ride on the coast tomorrow.
- First thing in the morning, it's time for giving blood. Between the heat, the fires up north and the holiday weekend, they're low and my B- is in demand.
- This piece really resonated closely with me: "Upon arriving, I rented a house and happily went out in search of "my people." I went to parks, bookstores, bars, on dates. I even tried golfing. It wasn't that I didn't meet people. I did. I just felt no connection to any of them." It describes perfectly how I feel in LA, and may be why I need to get out of here. Not sure the author's solution (move back to New York) is the right one for me -- I tend not to feel particularly at home there either these days -- but getting out of here seems increasingly essential.
(Dangers of loneliness: Social isolation is deadlier than obesity. - Slate Magazine)
- Of course, living in the galactic headquarters of media, entertainment and celebrity when you aren't especially interested in any of the above is not likely to make you many friends or lead to frequent interesting conversations.
- Even the fortune cookie people around here are celebrity and glamour obsessed!
- I do look forward to the end of beach season, which brings quieter weekends around here.
- The Syria situation and our apparent resolve to get involved with no clear purpose or end-point has me concerned. Not because I don't want to see Assad punished, but rather because I doubt that the kind of "surgical" strike we're talking about right now will punish him in any significant way. Any important targets are most certainly already evacuated, and possible repopulated with civilians. (Anybody remember Saddam's bunker full of civilians?) And even if we were to topple him, what makes us think the Islamist opposition won't be equally willing to use their inherited chemical weapons? The law of unintended consequences punishes harshly in that part of the world.
- Being hopelessly behind in the polls does make some true candor more possible than it might be for a front runner trying to retain position. But coming out against kittens? Really? (NYC mayoral hopeful: Don't stop trains for kittens - SFGate)
- This is an interesting way to turn off telemarketers. Get your own 900 number. (How one man turns annoying cold calls into cash - BBC News)
- Now that he's an only cat again, Chaos is quite a bit more active and more vocal. Cats are funny that way.