saving them

yesterday was a good idea for a number of reasons, but one was that it made me recall yesterday's headlines today as I glance at the New York Times, and the same stories are on top but the headlines are altered (and the articles themselves are different, obviously). Check it out:

Clintons Made $109 Million in Last 8 Years - as opposed to yesterday's front page: Clintons Income Topped $109 Million... which is not what the title on the actual article yesterday read either, which was Clintons Say They Earned $109 Million Since 2000.

And then there's: Democrats Call for New Aid Package as 80,000 Jobs Are Cut, a remarkably more intelligent title than yesterday's Unemployment Rate Rises After 80,000 Jobs Cut.

One has to wonder at the implications of today's headlines being more accurate and less ambiguous than yesterday's. Is it a Friday/Saturday thing?

Also, what's up with clubbing seals? Stop it! Send an email to Canada's Minister of International Trade David Emerson here. And thank you to the Humane Society for all that you do.

Oh, and remember that yummy Irish Beer Bread I made for St. Patrick's Day? Picture that, fresh from the oven, smeared with cream cheese. Wait, let me take a bite... Okay, saying anything further would just be bragging. I had to make two batches, though (horror of horrors!) because I bought the big bottle of Guiness and it's a bit early in the morning to drink the remaining 11 ounces. Now, if it was summer and/or I wasn't trying to finish a thesis, absolutely. But then again, if it was summer I probably wouldn't be baking.

On to thesis matters: I did in fact cut and paste for exactly 60 minutes. And then my doorbell rang (doorbuzzer buzzed, actually) and I spent the rest of the evening entertaining. It was the perfect break. Great surprise. Exactly what I wanted. But if I'm going to have this monster ready to email overseas this evening (especially if I want to get it some-semblance-of-done in time to go to my friend's gig - I don't even know what time it starts or where it is), I need to get cracking.

Update: Omg, there's an article by Liz Phair! I've been listening to her since I was 16, and just love her - despite her decidedly poppier recent stuff (also, I have not listened to Somebody's Miracle, I have to admit, just haven't gotten around to it). Frontman is a book review of Dean Wareham's Black Postcards: A Rock & Roll Romance. I really want to read it (the article, I don't know about the book yet), but I am going to have to wait until later because I have finished my breakfast, and that was the time I allotted for perusing the paper.