I was serving the cat some breakfast, “beef tips in gravy” for her, cheap coffee for me.
The cat’s dietary concerns are directly reflected in her litter boxes, one inside, one outside. The content of the litter boxes? Much like some media outlets.
R. Crumb interview, which only points to the fact that it’s a fine line between artistic brilliance and madness
I love the British Press, “It’s like the empire strikes back,” (closing quote).
And while I’m loving British Press, I’m also loving this local commentary on Austin’s daily source for dubious news.
I buy a newspaper off the rack about once a week, something to peruse while I munch. I much prefer the Dallas Morning News, or, in a pinch, the Houston Chronicle over any of the Austin papers, especially the local daily. I know some reporters here, and I respect their work, but the overall tone – and more important – content? In the Austin daily? Are you kidding me? At least with the Dallas paper, I know what I’m getting, a right-wing mouthpiece who is not afraid to admit to a non-liberal bias. Fact-checked, properly edited, and at least I know where they’re coming from, “Oh those wacky folks down in Austin….” (I wonder if they are referencing the state’s politics?)
In Tuesday’s Dallas Morning News, there was an article about a hitman facing execution barring last-minute wranglings, which seemed unlikely. One dangling modifier in the article that negates the “well-edited” comment, but at the close of the article, it did note that there seemed to be a degree of inequity. The guilty killer was hired by a guy who was hired by another guy who was hired by a wife who was being cheated on by her husband and the victim. The wife hired a killer, and for $1,500 he did the deed, in a rather gruesome fashion. The wife who hired the killer? She jumped bail – all the way to France, and she was returned to face trial, only after a plea agreement that the prosecution wouldn’t seek the death penalty.
Ah, Dallas, such a wicked place. Did I mention the pork ribs were stupendous Tuesday afternoon?
I culled my notes from the last few years, and I pieced together some South By South West suggestions. Then I found a better local guide. I hope there’s more of this: SXSW guide.
As I pointed my feet down the trail, I realized it was an afternoon that warranted an extended hike that included Amy’s and Jo’s. On my way, I was thinking about items that will not appear in horoscopes. I also realized that the first of the SXSW folks are filtering into town. This year’s uniform? Jeans, black or faded blue, black T, maybe a jacket or sweater, studded belts, and shoulder bags for either gender.
I’ve got plug work, albeit briefly, in Austin? This weekend? Want to avoid badge & wristband crowds? Try this for a pleasant, new-age change.
The cloudless morning warmed up and weather inched up from the south. For the purpose of fishing, I welcomed the cloud cover. The fish enjoyed a nice meal.
