And so, February begins

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The blizzard ended Monday morning — the beginning of the week. But the flurry of activities the rest week kept me occupied with matters of consequence and so on and so forth.

Finally, Saturday night, as the sun set, I sat down with a cup of tea to read the Sunday edition of The New York Times and a few other books — Einstein’s Relativity, Sandman Overture #4 and a book on the history of time, or specifically the 365-day calendar.

Reading the newspaper days after Super Bowl amused me as it required an eye of an archivist. The news stories were lead pieces promoting the biggest game in American football. Knowing the outcome of the game shaded the stories in the Sunday edition. Shaded the stories in the way I might read modern history books — or marketing books.

But who really has time for this? Who has time to read heritage media? Who has time to dream? Seemed suitable questions while reading about space and time and dreams. And so, February begins.

NOTE: This was supposed to be posted Saturday night, but I was rather weary and fell asleep.

i’m snowed in

a “bitterly agreed upon climate accord in copenhagen” is inked as a way to keep “temperatures from rising by more than 2 degrees celsius” & i’m snowed in (over 12 inches & it’s still coming down… expecting 24 inches by nightfall) from a blizzard. almost two years ago i mentioned another ironic event & i’ve come to a completely non-scientific conclusion based on a conspiracy theory: any time al gore goes to copenhagen the u.s.a. experiences a mini ice age.