- The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration has announced a "near-normal" hurricane season this year. And they're the ones that are in charge of the ocean and atmosphere, so be prepared. (At least, be better prepared than these guys, who suggest that you call your insurance agent before a storm.) I'll fly the usual signal flags on the starboard spreader.
- I should have mentioned this earlier:
New York, NY – Grand Central Publishing, a division of Hachette Book Group, announced today that it will publish a new book by comedian and actress Amy Sedaris, currently untitled, tentatively slated for publication in Fall 2010.
A follow-up to her critically acclaimed entertaining book on entertaining, I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence, which was published in October 2006 and quickly became one of the most successful books of the year, the new book continues her unique approach to home life through the use of fun, long-forgotten crafts.
- Although, you would think that they would know that Amy Sedaris is indeed already titled, "Comedian and Actress."
- I was recently informed by an "insider" that "someone" at the New Bedford Whaling Museum disapproves of this Journal's portrayal of said institution. I can only assume that this is due to an off-hand remark (or, more commonly, "joke") that I had made, long ago, concerning "misspelt exhibit signage."
- Of course, the fact that I had to wade through all of my stunningly approbatory and nearly fawning mentions of the NBWM in order to find that turd in the hamper only makes me wonder about the Greatest Museum on Earth™. Needless to say, the remark was part of an elaborate self-deprecating ruse.
- Like everything else. I kid because I love.
- Speaking of art... I was laughing with other members of the "creative class" (it didn't take long for that to find the bottom of the harbor) who had seen this article in the NYTimes entitled "Tight Times Loosen Creativity."
- The Age of the Amateur has given many people -- good people, mind you -- the impression that they can do things that really should be left to the professionals. (Radio springs instantly to mind.) I don't want to step on any toes, because I have my beloved hobbies at which I practice and am well-received. (The days of getting paid for non-professional sail-furling are long gone. And good for the union.)
- But I am in awe of the professionals that surround me, particularly the artist ones. The ones who are so often misunderstood by the "my kid can do that" crowd as well as by the "yeah, I've got a wicked good Leica DIGILUX 3 7.5MP Digital SLR camera with a Leica D 14-50mm f/2.8-3.5 ASPH Lens with Optical Image Stabilization" crowd.
- Last night, I spent an evening enjoying the work of John Robson at Crowell's Fine Art, 382 Acushnet Avenue in the New Bedford Whaling National Park. The show is called "Walkabout" and if you are in the Whaling City, you will be doing yourself and the professional photographers in the world a great disservice if you don't treat yourself to a few minutes marvelling at his amazing little gems.
- Which is just an opportunity for me to drop a Charles Henry Gifford. And to tell Robson that I'd appreciate a copy of the picture he took of me at the Moby-Dick Marathon that time that ended up in some brochure or other that some lady commented about that time.
- And: Do you remember this?The plucky little phal that I perceived as a harbinger of Spring, even though it was only January? Well, here's where we are today. No, they don't grow in low-fire ceramics, they were put there. That was sometime in April.
- And before I forget: Happy Birthday Hafdís Huld Þrastardóttir !
I see Calum.