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Monday, June 26 2017 @ 08:51 AM CDT

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Raining!

We've received nearly five inches of rain in the past day.  Hello, Dolly, indeed.

I had to take a couple of inches out of our pool . . . it was getting close to overtopping and possibly flooding the entire neighborhood.  Oh, the humanity!

 

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My foot hurts

It's probably tendonitis . . . just on the outside part of my left foot, towards the heel.  I hurt it about ten days ago, and it was getting better.  But I got cocky I guess and re-injured it yesterday.

It doesn't hurt as much as it originally did before I gave in and went to my podiatrist, but walking is darn uncomfortable.

I just thought I'd share that with everyone.  Because misery does love company.
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Simians! I meant Simians!

A sharp Medary.com reader (I have readers!  Who knew?) spotted my post Say it with me, say it together and quite correctly called me out with an e-mail on my erroneous use of the word "primate."  I meant "simian" but that just makes the whole thing worse.

I'll go sit in the corner of Teh Intertubes for my full five minutes of penance.  Mea culpa.  I'm so sorry.  So South Central Rain sorry.

My simian-blogging cred is now in the toilet.  Guess I'll go eat worms.
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My favorite author

Terry Pratchett talks about his early-onset Altzheimer's Disease, Harry Potter, the British National Health Sevice, and the existence of God, in this interview from the London Sunday Times online:

“The day after I had been diagnosed I was working in the garden and I suddenly realised I was whistling, and I thought regretta-bly there is this sort of inner well of humour or good nature, there is some kind of insuppressible source of good humour that I can’t actually manage to get rid of.”

He was genuinely angered, however, to find that he and others of his age are too young to get the Alzheimer’s drug Aricept on the NHS.

“If I ate myself into obesity I could get pills for that for nothing. If I wanted Viagra I could get that for nothing. But I can’t get a drug that gives me that little bit of extra edge. I can afford £90 a month, of course, but there may be someone who can’t in his fifties with early-onset Alzheimer’s with dependants - anything that gives an extra edge must be worth it.”

Last week’s Sunday Times story that patients who paid for their own cancer drugs would be denied NHS treatment enraged him. “In the early days of the NHS, if someone had a bit of spare cash they would hand it over to their doctor and he’d say thank you very much. I cannot see how paying for their own drugs undermines the NHS.”

A typically wide-ranging interview covering lots of ground--just like his novels.  If you like reading, you'll probably like Pratchett (if you can get past the trolls and dwarfs and the like--hey, they're just people, too!)
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The search for the perfect breakfast

Australian style, that is.  The Breakfast Blog.

Hat tip to Wretchard at the Belmont Club.
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Spring storm

Now this is one impressive spring storm!
Image credit:  NOAA

 

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What not to . . . dial?

Stacy London, resident makeover snobbette on TLC's What Not To Wear, has branched out . . .

To cell phones . . .

With Sprint.

More evidence of the apocalypse?  You be the judge . . .
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Here's the reason I quit buying music CDs

Music boss: we were wrong to go to war with consumers
The boss of Warner Music has made a rare public confession that the music industry has to take some of the blame for the rise of p2p file sharing.

Speaking at the GSMA Mobile Asia Congress in Macau, Edgar Bronfman told mobile operators that they must not make the same mistake that the music industry made.

"We used to fool ourselves,' he said. "We used to think our content was perfect just exactly as it was. We expected our business would remain blissfully unaffected even as the world of interactivity, constant connection and file sharing was exploding. And of course we were wrong. How were we wrong? By standing still or moving at a glacial pace, we inadvertently went to war with consumers by denying them what they wanted and could otherwise find and as a result of course, consumers won."
The thuggishness and disdain with which the music industry (and, frankly, most of the entertainment industry) treats their customers is breathtaking to behold.

Oh, on a tangentially related note, how is Lions for Lambs doing at the box office, anyway?
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Snookums up on the big scoreboard

The good news is that the Royals are replacing their 70s-era Jumbotron for next year.

The better news is that Snookums won me a cool denim shirt and a jacket for herself.

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Do you pay the local, tourist, or rude-tourist price?

Merchants in Venice (hey, wouldn't that be a good title for a play?) have a system, according to this article from the UK's Telegraph (via BoingBoing):
Tourists who do not want to be ripped off in Venice were advised yesterday to drop their brutish behaviour and try to learn a bit of the local lingo.

A "significant proportion" of the city's bars and restaurants are now operating two or even three price lists: one for tourists, another for locals, and a third for "sympathetic" tourists who make more effort than the usual grunted demands.

"There are different pricing levels," said Franco Conte, the head of the Venetian branch of Codacons, the Italian consumer rights group.

"If you are Italian, a croissant and a cappuccino costs €3.50 (£2.40)," he said. "If you speak another language, it costs €7.

"In restaurants, a pizza and a drink for two people costs between €20 to €25 for locals, perhaps cheaper for Venetians - but €50 to €60 if you are forestieri." In Italy, the word forestieri applies to all strangers, who are said to be "from the forest".

Maria Tosi, who runs a tobacconist, said tourists could do simple things to try to get a better price such as saying hello when entering a shop or restaurant, or learning a few words of Venetian dialect.

"It really offends us when they walk in, make their demands and walk out," she said. "We Venetians spend all our time being polite to each other."
But the Telegraph article notes that the shopkeepers don't have it all their own way:
(Venice tourist authority head) Mr Renato observed that many tourists now bought their sandwiches and drinks in local supermarkets.
Buon giorno, y'all . . .