As Lawless noted, I wasn't online yesterday. There were good reasons. My back reached its zenith of uselessness, and I was hungover from red wine. There are few things that lay me as low as red wine. That and the bad decision that while feeling no pain from it, to carry on moving things.
Well. The place is ready for HUD. Or as ready as it will be. Meanwhile, life goes on.
After reading this, I'm more confused than ever about what independence in Scotland would mean:
Occupy Oakland got some rare press coverage this weekend:
Censoring is okay by Thailand
Don't drink the water
OWS protesters arrested after "Occu-party" in Brooklyn
2 arms are better than one
The Beest is demanding breakfast. Off I go.