6/9/08
All silliness is local
As usual, nobody sez it better about the "abbatoir" at Blue Hill at Stone Barns. But could someone please explain the newsworthiness of a drunk getting trapped in a bar? I feel like I'm back in Glenwood, Iowa, where a front-page story in the Opinion-Tribune would be about a guy building a condo for purple martins. (No link, either, because I don't want to encourage them.)
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You don't want to encourage the purple martins? Why not? They eat mosquitoes.
Sorry for my imprecise phrasing. I meant the "them" down in the skyscraper built for a shrinking staff who seem to have lost their Metro way. I think the hardest 1,000 words I ever had to write was about the avian condo. . . .
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