I wept because I had three inches of new, wet snow in my driveway, and then I met a man who had 12 feet of Pacific Ocean in his.
Pals, in 60 minutes I have a meeting with my partners, and I intend to arrive fully coffee’d and freshly showered. In the meantime, I have time to scribble a few lines, but all I really want to do is watch video from Japan.
The Beeb has a nicely edited highlight reel. I’m touched by the grocery-store employees whose first impulse is to try to protect the stock from falling off the shelves. We give our lives to our jobs and we take pride in even the smallest ones. We deserve a few benefits in the bargain, Gov. Walker, you jerk.
So let’s make this an open Friday earthquake tsunami weekend thread. I’ll start: I just checked my Twitter stream for good links, and found that once again, I’d been auto-subscribed to Twibbon, the slacktivist site of choice; it peddles dozens of add-ons to your profile picture, so you can demonstrate to your social networks what a good person you are. You will not be surprised to know there is already a Twibbon for Japan. Someone told me the other day these things are informally known as Dickbars. No surprise there.
Off to the shower. Have a tremendous weekend, all. Now to watch the Grim across the wide, wide ocean.