Woke up late — again — so I only had time for three miles (28:07). Music today: the vaunted mix.
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Woke up late — again — so I only had time for three miles (28:07). Music today: the vaunted mix.
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The Baltimore Sun, in a prickly piece of prose, offers what maybe the most succinct and on-target history of the hubris of Washington insiders, a remarkable arrogance that resulted in the outing of Valerie Plame and this week’s sentencing of Scooter Libby.
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Three miles, 27:30 listening to a mix that included Tom Jones, the Beach Boys and My Chemical Romance. Yes. You read that correctly.
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Monday was one of those nights, though. I was flipping channels, not in the mood for Colbert, not in the mood for “Scrubs,” not in the mood to read The Nation or Taylor Branch’s “At Canaan’s Edge.” And there was O’Reilly, running a couple of (I guess) regulars through what he calls a “culture quiz.” They managed to get a whole lot of easy answers wrong and, in the process, prove that Mr. O’Reilly has truly, madly, deeply lost his mind.
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I hate humidity. Wasn’t that hot when I started this morning, but man was I fried by the end. Managed four miles in 38:13 (according to the GPS on my wrist).
Today’s iPod selection: Wilco, Sky Blue Sky. (Figure on this one a lot — seeing them in Red Bank in a few weeks.)
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