Not going to get into it – but rest assured, nothing personally happened to us – but it was alarming. I should still be able to finish my wordcount tonight, but it’ll take longer than I expected. Just how it goes.
Tag: yikes
Today is threatening to be a ‘bye’ day.
We have contractors over to fix the walls and bathroom after a pinhole leak in the pipes finally manifested itself last year. The racket is, honestly, kind of frustrating. My kids are already in headphones and whatnot and I kind of want my own.
I dunno what I can do about it, too. Except maybe order my kids pizza, by way of apology. It’s hard enough to concentrate normally.
Wow I am out of practice after a month.
Or I’m just tired. Or maybe it’s just that now it’s the cat throwing up. This is apparently not as worrisome as one would expect, at least according to my wife. We didn’t have cats in my family, growing up.
Anyway. Regular posting will resume. In fits and starts over the weekend, apparently.
So. Yes. The bullfighter incident.
I am not going to link to it, because the images are, well. It involved a bull literally shoving its horn… do I need to finish that sentence? No, I suspect that I do not.
[pause]
Look, I’m fine with eating meat. And hunting. And even sports hunting, although if you really want to be impressive, go hunt your big game with a knife. But bullfighting? It’s just a bit… lopsided normally, isn’t it? I don’t want to say that the matador had it coming, because it was a horrible injury, but honesty requires me to admit that if I saw the bull trying to make a getaway afterward it might be a while before I reported in to the police.
Moe Lane
I am halfway through navigating a fraught day.
Morning fraught was my wife’s colonoscopy (no news, which is great news). This evening’s fraught is my kid’s first concert (about which my kid has been accordingly riding the catastrophe curve of full anxiety meltdown, for the last week). So, if I seem distracted… I am. Very much so.
I am just having too much trouble getting started this morning.
I am going to go have something more substantial for breakfast. Maybe I’ll take the kids to the pool. Or read a book. Something to sweep away the cobwebs…
…So. How about those Mets, huh? (Refuge post.)
There’s a rather tawdry (non-political) story that’s going to blow up Twitter and the ‘sphere this afternoon. I’m going to be avoiding said story like the plague, myself. So I guess that you can hide here from it, too.
I think that we’re going to have a grim week, on the geopolitical front.
I suggest that people try to handle it by being more kindly to each other. And don’t be afraid to turn off the computer from time to time, when it gets too rough. Well-informed is one thing; obsessively-following for no good reason is a different story entirely.
Tweet of the Day, Yikes Indeed edition.
Erick Erickson is right.
Y’all flip through the pictures of this home. You’ll know it when you see it. Yikes. http://t.co/fCrMHPKZzx
— Erick Erickson (@EWErickson) June 8, 2014
You’ll know.
#rsrh Hey, the BLS report is out!
Nonfarm payroll employment rose by 115,000 in April, and the unemployment rate was little changed at 8.1 percent, the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics reported today. Employment increased in professional and business services, retail trade, and health care, but declined in transportation and warehousing.
Well, that’s… not great, but not too bad…
The civilian labor force participation rate declined in April to 63.6 percent, while the employment-population ratio, at 58.4 percent, changed little.
OK, that’s bad. That number represents half a million people leaving the working force (H/T: @cayankee). And here’s the thing: those half million aren’t going to go live in a box by themselves for the next six months. They’re going to be continuing on with their lives… and reminding other people that no, we’re not actually in a recovering economy. Quite the contrary.
So I invite the administration to tout that 8.1% unemployment; because this isn’t sympathetic magic. Over a third of the civilian workforce isn’t in fact, well, working: and while many of them can’t work, many of them can. If there were jobs, which there are not.