The ultimate purpose of social media really should be to post old video of David Letterman sharing a satellite feed of Roy Clark washing his truck. Rest in peace, Roy.
Breakfast with friends, lunch with friends, Pokemon Go Community Day wandering with family. Doesn’t sound like much, but it was a full day for me.
“Facebook, Twitter and Snapchat are no longer adding new users in the United States.” Pity.
Social media growth is over in the U.S. — which is its most valuable market (Recode)
Always happy to feed the neighborhood wildlife.
I was hoping for a distraction from politics today, but this isn’t what I had in mind. Sad to see this.
Blackhawks fire coach Joel Quenneville (Chicago Tribune)
It’s important.
Winslow likes toys that aren’t his.
“So, all this stuff about black cats being bad is pretty much cat racism.” — F. Buxton, age 10
I was never into Halloween as a kid. And nothing against those who celebrate, but I’m a little weirded out by how much grown-ups are a LOT more into it now than I remember when I was my daughter’s age.
I, too, once thought the Internet would make people smarter and better informed.
Kara Swisher: I Thought the Web Would Stop Hate, Not Spread It (N.Y. Times)
“Silence is God’s first language. Everything else is a poor translation.”
Rev. Thomas Keating, Pioneer in Contemplative Movement, Dies at 95 (N.Y. Times)
I’m no Dodgers fan, but I applaud Rich Hill for speaking up: “The focus, in my opinion, of the president is to be on the country, and not on moves that are made in a World Series game.”
Dodgers' Rich Hill rips Trump: ‘There was a mass shooting yesterday’ (L.A. Times)
Husband just asked whether she’ll be buried in a Pyrex casket.
Dorcas Reilly, Creator of the Classic American Green-Bean Casserole, Dies at 92 (N.Y. Times)
So sorry to see this. Sometimes his paraphrase of the Bible, The Message, made me wince after being used to older translations, but it never failed to help my understanding of scripture.
Eugene H. Peterson, 85, scholar turned homespun pastor, dies (N.Y. Times)
Yeah. It’s been a work day.
“Despite a long-standing and well-crafted reputation for being the nicest place on the internet, to many of its users … Instagram doesn’t feel very kind at all.”
Instagram has a massive harassment problem (The Atlantic)
Playing with filters over an early dinner.
A lovely day for apple picking in Woodstock, Illinois.
“The three teams that are left besides us have all been there, done that. We haven’t been … so it’ll be a nice change.”
Ignore the haters, quirky Milwaukee Brewers are team baseball should love (USA Today)
I may or may not have felt a snowflake on my person as I checked the mail just now.
Sometimes this place feels like group therapy for social media recovery. It’s had an effect: I’ve found my online habits have changed dramatically in recent weeks. It’s been very cleansing.
Social media dieting (garciabuxton.com)
Oh, today was downright breathtaking in its craptasticness. And if that’s not a word, then dammit, I’m making it a word.
So, the husband crossed the border into Wisconsin on his rounds yesterday. We’re ready to root for the Brewers this weekend.
Guessing that what I’m feeling right now, as a native of San Diego and former NFL fan, is how Baltimore Colts fans felt about Bob Irsay’s passing.
Chargers owner Alex Spanos dies at 95 (USA Today)
It did my heart good to see this in the Times on this crummy morning. Except for the “handwritten” part (because my handwriting is terrible), I’m all in.
We Could All Use a Little Snail Mail Right Now (The New York Times)