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Uh yeah, it’s been a pretty good couple of days. Yeah, pretty effing good.a little longer.

In the meantime, my little spacehogs, may I tip my hat to the Grey Lady. The downtown hipster issue of the NYT Magazine was pathetic, but they rebounded this week with a pair of great articles I throw down here in case you missed ‘em:

— Michel Gondry profile.

—An essay on the supposed New Golden Age of Satire, which I’m saving for my trip home tonight on the train. (In case you don’t know the Chicago Transit Authority has been dropping the ball this week and bus/train rides have been brutally crowded and behind schedule. I finished my last book (some of the essays were better than others, very few of them really had something to say) and before I start a new one, I’m printing off stuff at work to mull over on the 70+ mintues it’s taking me to get home. If you see anything worthwhile, send it my way.)

BONUS: The Dog was once one of the best vacuum cleaner salesman in the country! Now that is primo-journalism.