There are no fewer than THREE big construction projects going on in my neighborhood and lucky us, we’ve learned that contractors can start work at 7 AM.
I’m not big on plastic toys, but made an exception at last night’s Hyannis street fair.
The July humidity found us this morning. While it’s not overly hot, the air is still moderately demotivating, poor sleeping weather. The garden, which was so beautiful two weeks ago, is past peak, reflecting the slow decline of the Larkspurs and the Bachelor Buttons.
Progressive journalist Lakshmi Chaudhry’s latest article on Alternet.org is an interview with Paul Campos, the author of a “provocative” new book titled “The Obesity Myth: Why America’s Obsession With Health is Hazardous to Your Health.”
It is one of the best articles I’ve read anywhere, any time, by anyone, about anything.
Here’s an excerpt:
This is turning out to be a pretty good week.
The Senate, including the man-who-should-be-president, John McCain, gave the Bush Administration an “FU” on its latest exercise in right-wing pandering.
I had a nice project start-up lunch with a client and afterwards, caught the commuter rail to see the new Boston Conference and Exposition Center yesterday as a Macworld attendee.
I think the facility is every bit as nice as Moscone, but the absence of places to eat (and to park) is a nuisance. In decent weather, it’s a nice walk from South Station, though.
Yesterday I took off the afternoon to keep my grandsons company while their Mom brought their sister to a doctor’s appointment.
I don’t want to do anything today but post to the weblog and watch the light change. I don’t want to shower, dress, change sheets, pay bills, fight the tourons on the roads and the supermarkets, or read about the haves and have-mores that swamp the news and entertainment sections of both the print and online media.
The unnamed yellow flowers on the outside of the fence have gone by, but there are at least a dozen deep purple flowers on the Clematis, the second Penstemon is blooming and Peter’s garden has a couple of huge, healthy black-eyed Susans growing out of the rock border.