Stems and seeds today — but for a good reason. Lance and I have been asked to contribute to The American Street, and I spent much of today thinking about what we should write about. I want to do a point-counterpoint chit-chat post along the lines of Slate’s Breakfast Table (do they even still do that?), something that would capture the sparkling nature of our regular e-mail exchanges, because we’re so witty and smart ‘n’ stuff.
I sent Lance one draft of an opening volley, and an suggestion for next week, and he wrote back: “I’m sick. I think we got some bad stromboli.”
Well, OK. Sometimes you just can’t sparkle.
I think the Lance ‘n’ Nance pairup starts Sunday. When it’s up, I’ll link.
Also, I’m reading a new Fred Busch book, “North,” and I’d like to get back to it. I agreed to take Kate to the pool today precisely for the hour or so of reading time it offered. I’ve only been three times, but already I love the Grosse Pointe Woods pool and someday soon I’ll tell you why. But not yet.
One of the most interesting things about technology is how regular folks adapt it to their own ends. The ChiTrib tells us how GoogleMaps is spawning its own cottage industries. (Although I couldn’t get housingmaps.com to load.)
You all have a good weekend.