The High Hidden Costs of Fast Fashion.
It shocked me, the first time I engaged in a conversation and found that others buy clothes, wear them straight from the store, and then throw them away or give them to ‘charity’ to assuage their consumer mindset. I can’t even. First thing I do is wash ‘em. Those flame retardants aren’t good.
No wonder I keep coming across such badly-manufactured stuff in clothing stores. I have Ralph Lauren Polo shirts I’ve been wearing for decades, that still iron up like new.
Hillary almost collapsed.
Looks like Hillary’s suffering from a familiar A/V malady. We would go from venue to venue, hyper-air-conditioned (super-cold in anticipation of thousands of hot bodies), then travelling out in the heat between venues. Or cold ballroom - hot city - cold airport - temperate airplane - cold airport - hot city ... you get the idea. The sharp temp changes really tax your immune system. And planes are petri dishes.
I fell ill of this in Baltimore, years ago ... noone to spare from the crew. I had to haul my butt to the emergency room in a taxi, alone. They freaked out - I was dehydrated enough to start heart rhythm problems. They pumped me full of saline for hours. When I walked out eight hours later to catch a cab back to the hotel, I felt like the Stay-Puft Marshmallow man. Thought my eyes would pop out of my head. I couldn’t drive myself back home to Princeton, I sat in a hotel room alone, hallucinating for three days until the fever broke.
I give Hillary a big ‘pass’ on this one. Been there, been through that ... it’s really horrible. And I was late 20’s, 30’s ... in tip-top physical shape. It *hurt*.
[I’m an ethical guy - I would give Trump or Johnson a ‘pass’ on this one, too.]
Get well soon, Hill. And don’t do too much too fast. It’ll come back on ya.
Day later: Note that Donald Trump behaved better on this (so far) than the media.
Another busy morning.
Links when I can. Photo and video shoots today - and it’s cloudy. Rain, hold off for just a little, please ...
MeFi: The return of beautiful music.
Wish I could re-listen to WMMR from the old ‘70’s days (teen years). They’d play album sides, uninterrupted. Beat the hell out of “Cousin Brucie” on AM.
LOTR, anyone?
I could tell you where this is, but then I’d have to snuff you.
Salon: Bewildered in “Bloom County”.
“But silliness suddenly seems safe now. Trump’s merely a sparkling symptom of a renewed national ridiculousness. We’re back baby.” Pear pimples for hairy fishnuts had me crying laughing in the aisle at Barnes & Noble in NYC, when I picked up the very first Bloom County book. Bought it on the spot, been a fan ever since.
Autoweek: Toyota’s 40 Series Land Cruisers come back to the States.
Want. I’d love an ICON, but not at their price point.
10,447 unread.
I think I’ll just “Mark All Read” and wait for current news to hit. I did note that Gene Wilder passed away while I was gone. I think that was about the only event of real note that mattered. Many great performances, but his interviews after he left the spotlight were often just as memorable (IMHO). A clearsighted, good man. RIP, Gene.
Editorial comment.
After a week away from all the daily news-gathering and social-media-posting, I can’t express how insane this all is. I highly recommend a ‘technology fast’ to restore one’s equanimity. You may think you’re coping well - I did. I wasn’t. Certainly not cured, but seeing things a whole lot more clearly now.
Love this old place.
Should be back to a marginally normal blogging rhythm tomorrow.
Upcoming schedule for blogging here ...
I have a particularly strenuous photo shoot over the next few days, and I also have to make a push to comp up a rather complex site. That means I need to hunker down for a while, which diminishes my efforts here on the blog. I’ll try to look in from time to time and post something new, but my frequency will not return to normal until next week sometime.
As always, thanks for your continuing readership, and I’ll peek in when I can!
Valet.: Forget the Man Cave. You Want a Gentleman’s Study.
Someday, I hope to do something Hemingway-esque for my office. The ones pictured here — too contemporary. Hit Craiglist and local consignment. Better stuff.
ProBlogger: How Working Fewer Hours Can Increase Your Productivity.
Experiment with Pomodoro techniques. It works. Don’t get bogged in the details, just use the 25 minute spans as recommended, eschew all distractions, and concentrate.
The Fully Intended: Being afraid.
Congratulations, Mollie!
vowe dot net: Move from Evernote to OneNote on a Mac.
I think I’ve expressed before, if I were starting from scratch, I’d look closer at Eaglefiler. I don’t use Evernote or OneNote regularly from mobile devices. Though, as with all things digital, that will likely change.
Just before the light diminished.
SciAm: Is There Such a Thing as “Fat but Fit”?
“It would imply that you are not protected from bad outcomes if you are a so-called fit and fat person.” I ran across an extensive photo gallery of Woodstock, and was struck (once again) by the low BMI of kids in the ‘60’s compared to the average American today.
Serendipita: Anniversary.
Amazon.com: Libertarians on the Prairie.
New book, by one of my high school classmates. Go Chris! Ordered.
Hemmings: Pinewood Derby Racer - The first father and son car project.
Memories. Mine stank. Lost the first and only race. I should have spent more time on it.
The Economist: Conversation and the sexes - Why men interrupt.
“What evidence shows that male and female styles differ? Among the most compelling is a crucial piece left out of the “simple sexism” explanation: men mansplain to each other.” Oh God, this is SO needed. Once again, as a stutterer in the past, it was always easy to step on my conversation and dominate. And so many did. Both sexes, but certain males ... jeezus, my eyeballs would practically pop out for needing to express myself while being pummeled with irrelevant self-aggrandizement ...
New Yorker: The Crotchgrabber.
This was very common in the ‘90’s in crowded subway and PATH cars in NJ and NY. Note, with the larger-than-average gay population in NYC, men being groped was also frequent, though I can’t speak to frequency-comparison. More than once I wanted to pulp a guy, and couldn’t tell who did it.
MeFi: Food allergies - a risk poorly grasped in restaurants.
Worse than ingredients, is the cross-contamination issue. A restaurant can ‘think’ they’re gluten-free, and use spices that are contaminated. Or processed meats that are not gluten-free. You look at deli turkey and think “Nah, no allergens.”
This is a major reason why I don’t go out to eat very often. If someone else makes an innocent mistake, I have three days of digestive issues and can’t-lift-the-head-off-the-pillow fatigue.
People who have no allergies don’t understand, make fun. I once did. I don’t blame you. But with the explosion of sensitivities in our populace, I just ask you to be more understanding than I was. I’m on the other side of the tracks now, and I hate every damned minute of it. Nothing worse than having to collar a waiter and explain your ‘SPESHUL PROBLEM’ ... but that’s my life, if I go out to eat now.
NY Post: For the love of God, stop dressing like crap.
“It’s enough to make you long for the days when high-end restaurants had loaner ties and blazers for forgetful dudes, and you could be turned away from a club for a slack outfit. Style, low budget and comfort aren’t mutually exclusive. Keep that in mind if you’re older than 12.” Yeah, I’ve been getting more conservative with clothes of late. Some things are just not appropriate.
DP Review: Throwback Thursday - a fresh look at the Sony Mavica FD-91.
This was a high end model. The basic Mavica I started with, I figured out a way to get the images into the old VideoShow hardware (synched to a Compaq Portable). Never did get it to automatically trigger from AVL slideshow setups, however.
