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On Metafilter, Pat ‘Wax on, wax off’ Norita’s death announcement gets more posts than George Best’s. I’m not sure what that means, if anything.

I have been at home and in bed with a really bad cold for the past few days, so reading MeFi and watching West Wing episodes is about all I’ve been up to. The worst thing about colds is not being able to taste food, taking the pleasure out of surely the greatest pleasure.

Winter is not my favourite season.

There should be something more here than just a post about sushi.

But I have no words for what’s going down in New Orleans.

Bush smiling, playing guitar when seven kinds of hell descend on the gulf coast. Ms Rice shopping for shoes in NYC. Refusing foreign aid. Sending in troops with orders to shoot to kill.

Young in New Orleans - Bukowski

I can’t get through to my friends in London via mobile phone and I’m very worried. Much use I am here at work, I basically broke down, shaking and heart pounding, and ran to the ladies room in a panic.

Update: All my friends accounted for, I think. I hope you and your friends and family are safe today.

Getting married to the love of your life, thirty years after you first met, that’s the real fairytale, innit?

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