Graduation day for William Allen seniors; Jenelle's herding the honor students across the stage and out into the world. We'll meet later to celebrate the end of another school year and the departure of her first batch of Canaries, whom she guided through the college application process and taught English, to two Ivy's and the Naval Academy among others.
The hex on Wednesday volleyball continued this week, but we stuck it to the rain by going to Rita's anyway. After work on Thursday I hustled to Fish Hatchery for frisbee and felt more conditioned, which is probably not possible.
Somewhere along the course of this year we seem to have become readers of the New York Times. I would venture that The Gray Lady is now our primary news source and has been the genesis for many discussions both serious and frivolous. Then we decided to bite the bullet and get Sunday delivery: $354 per year. This is newspaper fail; we passed and in so doing triggered a very interesting conversation about what is going to happen to news. I can see a $5/month NYTimes.com subscription for our household, but whether that is sustainable I know not. If news is served by the lowest-common-(ie free)-denominator will that be the genesis of anything but pop-culture dreck?
Friday, June 18, 2010