LATEST ADDITIONS

I read <I>The San Francisco Gate</I> every morning as part of my my get-ready-to-work ritual, mostly, I admit, for Jon Carroll's fine column, which teaches that wit and grace mean that you don't actually have to have anything to write about (but when he <I>does</I> have something to write about, it's always a corker). Now I've added the link below, which traces the adventures of reporters Lance Williams and Mark Fainaru-Wada, who had the audacity to break the BALCO juicing scandal.

Well, no&mdash;but here's a handy chart showing you how animal sounds are portrayed in different languages. In Japanese, Huckleberry would be purring, "Goro goro."

Some unnamed genius has been blogging the Trojan War, and Achilles is now dead. Of course, he's been dead for centuries, but mother of Zeus, it seems so immediate this way.

Elizabeth is leaving us, and she doesn't care.

Being addicted, or even just a fan of <I>The New York Times</I> means you have to suss out the necessary assumptions and become expert at translating what's really going on there. Even overlooking the woeful sports section and regular incidents of pathetic pandering—a recent travel piece by Robert Kennedy Jr. comes to mind—the institutional psychoses and attitude, subtle as they may be, that the paper infuses, again ever so delicately, into everything is quite amazing.

Vinyl Recorder has an interesting graphic on how groove modulation works. Check out the home page, too&mdash;VR sells DIY cutters!

As a member of the Park Slope Food Coop, I've been seeing signs warning of an international organic banana shortage for months now, but I assumed it was just a seasonal fluctuation, coupled with last year's brutal hurricane season. <I>The New Scientist</I> claims it may be a genetic apocalypse.