I don't mind the heat. It's my body that objects.

tailor: *takes measurements* Congrats, you have an hourglass figure."
me: "It's more like a half-hourglass....

(I thought it was funny, anyway)

And...that's about all I got. Still hot. Humid, for additional bonus yay. Got my wordage on TVW#3 this morning, now to approach the proofs of WEIGHT OF STONE, red pencil in one hand, notes for #3 in the other. Waiting to hear from Ms. Z about dinner tonight, as she takes NYC by storm.

I suppose there should be laundry and gym in my plans, too. Well, laundry anyway. At least it's cool in the laundry room...

O hai modern journalism. You suck.

Newspapers Retract 'Climategate' Claims, but Damage Still Done

A lie can get halfway around the world while the truth is still putting its boots on, as Mark Twain said (or “before the truth gets a chance to put its pants on,” in Winston Churchill’s version), and nowhere has that been more true than in "climategate." In that highly orchestrated, manufactured scandal, e-mails hacked from computers at the University of East Anglia’s climate-research group were spread around the Web by activists who deny that human activity is altering the world’s climate in a dangerous way, and spun so as to suggest that the scientists had been lying, cheating, and generally cooking the books.


h/t to marinarusalka