addendum & microrant: ray, one of our favorite renaissance men, is a strong supporter of nyc tap water. i'm happy to concede that questionable pipes may be my culprit - excellent excuse to commandeer friends' tubs.

ooh ooh, make that addenda - my new favorite commercial, in turn, is for the nissan xterra: "a million uses and counting", spoken over the opening strains of the velvet underground's "heroin". i love television.

and hate annika sorenstam, supergolfer and the first woman to compete in a PGA tournament in something like half a century. (admittedly, an excerpt from) her sound bite on failing to qualify for the second round: "i know my place." you've come a long way, baby.

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