Let it be known that I have achieved a new Wordle streak. My previous streak ended last year over winter break. I was up to day 224 when I fell from great heights and experienced disgrace. After a minor setback earlier this year, I have reclaimed my dignity. I'm now up to day 229. I feel like Kramer test driving the car in that episode of Seinfeld. As improbable as it may seem, I'm just going to ride this out until the wheels fall off.
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The storms on Saturday evening missed us, but just a couple miles to the north of us, not everyone was as lucky.
I appreciate Slate's dueling best-books lists from Laura Miller and Dan Kois.
I am going to refrain from sharing any thoughts on the situation in the Middle East, other than to say that I wish for peace for the innocent civilians on both sides of the issue. That being said, I found this Vox article about the history of the keffiyeh to be illuminating. The bit about the scarf coming into vogue as a generic fashion accessory in the mid-2000s explains so much about why I randomly bought a green keffiyeh for $5 from a store on South Street in 2007 and thought nothing of wearing at the time.
Analog Reading:
Finished North Woods by Daniel Mason. It went to some spooky dark places that I wasn't expecting but thoroughly enjoyed.
Reading The Heat Will Kill You First is not exactly a hopeful experience. It is a highly engaging, compelling read, though. I was reading it yesterday morning on the balcony while it was 59 degrees at 7 am, in December, and then hours later I found myself following the track of a tornado as it ripped through an area just a couple miles north of us. I can't wait to be boiled alive, killed in a catastrophic storm, or wiped out by a previously-tropical insect-borne disease.
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