Just finished Guy Lawson’s rad Rolling Stones piece, “The Stoner Arms Dealers,” wherein massive government oversight is revealed along with the dark weapons-laundering reality of arms dealing.
I’m gonna maybe try again to make bread this week, though I am not very good at making bread. Bijou Land inspired me with a good description of Idiot Bread. “Idiot Bread’s chief virtue is its forgiving nature,” she says. I say, do not forget beer can chicken, beer brats and beer pancakes, which are apparently ”great for when you run out of milk but still want pancakes” which, for me, is like all the time.
My sister’s birthday was yesterday. She is a real cool lady living the life in Portland. She plays ultimate frisbee and bikes all over everywhere and makes a fine noodle and is saving her money to go on world adventures. I basically think she’s tops. Happy birthday, small child.
