i know, i dont care either.
id rather be across the street eating tacos off a truck
listening to the Clash on some guys boom box.
jk i love green day
but i hate the echoplex
so hard to see.
and i bet the whole place is gonna be a mosh pit
show starts at 8pm – get there earl, son
Testing blog publishing via smoke signals and xbi carrier pigeons
no not NASA’s landing of Curiosity on Mars, we all knew that could be pulled off (USA! USA!)
i’m referring to the fact that my local paper, the LA Times
despite having a normal deadline of 6pm
was able to get a story that happened at 10:30pm on the front page.
by that I mean: written, edited, laid out, including images and cutlines, with headlines, and a jump.
a few years ago the Times created an AA section for late-breaking news so that they had somewhere to put events like last night’s without compromising the prized front page of the A section.
this story, besides being a local story (JPL is in nearby Pasadena), is a huge scientific feat that last night filled Americans with more national pride than all of the Olympics combined, but also inspired people around the world to believe that the word impossible needs to be reconsidered.
it had to be on the front page of the paper the morning after.
and it was.
those who revel while ringing the death knell of print are not surprisingly silent this morning when they should be singing the praises of the hard working men and women on spring and olympic streets.
i, for one, appreciate them.
we’re gonna swim in the pool
no matter how many signs you put up
no matter what you think is in our hair
no matter what you think is in our skin.
we’re gonna kiss your daughters
no matter how many dirty looks you throw
no matter how many threats you know
no matter how bad you think you are
we’re gonna live our lives
no matter what you try to do
no matter how you change the rules
no matter when you go to hell,