General

Went to see the Boston Symphony yesterday at Tanglewood in Western Massachusetts (Lenox), fantastic trip.  Pictures are available.

Color me a new subscriber…

Peter Rutten, my friend and neighbor, has a Radio weblog.  He is planning to devote his weblog to an insiders guide to the rise and fall of Wired magazine.  He’s not going to cover the topic in the overwrought startup.com model of idea-lite greed and infighting, but rather from the perspective of the rise and fall of the substantial idea that drove Wired to the top and back to the bottom.  I just subscribed. 

These ideas became frighteningly sacred within the walls of Wired. It wasn’t so terrible to shout from your Wired cubicle that technology couldn’t solve everything or even that technology sucked. But if you were philosophically off course, in the way that contributor Pauline Borsook was for example, you were not just “tired”, you were dead and buried.

[John Robb’s Radio Weblog]

Ed Cone: “After my first column ran, Coble’s chief of staff, Ed McDonald, told me on the phone, ‘Now we are going to rip your face off.'” [Scripting News]

I finally made it to my first NFL football game – saw the New England Patriots take on the Carolina Panthers in a pre-season game at the new Gillette Stadium in Foxboro, Massachusetts.  Some pictures are available.

Loretta Lynn & Brian Florence may have had sex in St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City. They were discovered as the radio station, WNEW, broadcasting the couple’s escapades had a reporter on the scene. Obviously a lot of attention was paid to this event by the station’s viewers. With the disc jockeys losing their jobs over it and the couple arrested it certainly could be considered a scandal. But that’s one of the points of public sex: to run the risk of being caught. Pat Califia wrote a book a few years ago which touched on the subject called, in fact, Public Sex: The Culture of Radical Sex. [s a f e r s e x . o r g]

This is the weekend that never ends.  Three 14+ hour days is enough to kill most people, me included…

Not alot to write, had an excessively busy day to start an excessively busy week.  Things just never slow down.

Sitting on floor, cat is on the perch above me eyeing my head, making spaghetti.  Yeah.