I mentioned Colin Hay on Twitter last night, since you asked. I really fell into Hay’s music again around 2000 or so, and then again off and on since. For a while, I’ve been trying to describe it. If there is an overriding sentiment, what would it be? I’ve settled on midlife, convertible, late-afternoon sun.
The prologue in that particular live performance is his getting dropped by his record label after Men at Work. He released the album carrying that song in his mid-40s, so it makes sense.
The debates? Twitter had a big night. Remember when the media scoffed at Twitter? I love that all the big national folks fall all over themselves to report about it now. I bet we’ll find that this was one of the biggest nights yet for the microblogger.
New York Times? Fact checking in real time.
Who won? Big Bird, clearly. Maybe he should moderate the next one. And if that works out well, maybe we could start a write-in campaign for him.
Thirty-one cases of West Nile Virus in the state. Guess that’ll be the watchword of the season again.
Speaking of arboviral diseases, researchers are tracking down where Eastern equine encephalitis spends the winter. Snakes!
The spiders? They’ve got nothing to do with it. They’re just over here making art.
Looks even more like a heart today.
