Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"America is, and has been, one huge sports bar for years. The level of sophistication that we should, perhaps, bring to politics, we do, in fact, bring to talk of power forwards and quarterbacks." -- Thomas Boswell, The Washington Post, 2003-10-03

Justin du Coer apologized to Lewis Carroll and posted this today:

Twas Christmas, and the panicked droves
The mallstore's fierce parking would brave:
For sacking of the treasure-troves,
Receipts of gift to save.

"Beware the Shopping Cart, my son!
The open maw, the wheels that catch!
Beware the Store Cashier, who at
You credit card will snatch!"

[...]

Go to his journal and read the rest of it.

I don't think "Festival of Lights" was supposed to mean the ones on top of emergency vehicles, no matter how pretty they are.

More excitement in my neighbourhood again tonight. Had a completely different entry in my head during the drive home from rehearsal, but got a bit distracted when I saw flashing lights (mostly police this time) right about where I wanted to turn onto my street. There's a yellow "police line do not cross" tape strung clear across Fulton Ave., so anyone who didn't want to turn onto Lombard where I wanted to had to anyhow. Several police cruisers, a few unmarked police cars, and an ambulance, uniformed and plainclothes officers walking around, a television van (with the great big telescoping antenna) pulled up just after I parked, but apparently decided either that there weren't any compelling visuals to shoot or that at 23:30, five minutes before the end of the late news broadcast, it wasn't worth starting to report, 'cause they pulled away again a few minutes later.

Clumps of people on streetcorners, watching in the light rain. I asked whether anyone knew what had happened, and the folks near me had no clue. The police looked kind of busy.

If anyone hears what happened tonight in the unit block of S. Fulton in Baltimore, I'm kind of curious.