Wired Cola

First, I should apologize to everyone in the hotel: that was our dog who decided, against all past history, that every thump in the night needed to be barked at. Thanks, dog.

Second, the weekend was off the hook. You're going to see film of Saturday's cyclocross nationals shortly, but I'm here to tell you about Sunday's race.

From The Onion: Over-Competitive Lance Armstrong Challenges Cancer To Rematch.

I often think the funniest thing about Onion articles is the headline, but in this case the article strikes a perfect balance between horribly tasteless and pitch-perfect hilarity.

Somehow, I want to call the Web 2.0 era the Age of Refactoring. In many ways, I think what is going on, technologically, is that this is the era of stuff that mostly works, mostly correctly, most of the time.

I've liberated this from its original home in the comments on this post by Wyn. Most of the inside jokes are literary-exercise jokes. The only other useful bit of background info is that Wyn just ran her first marathon this year.

Remember that writing a novel, the marathon of literature, is all about the training.