Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Gearing Up to Write In Steambath



It's hot in here. My eyeballs are bulging, and that's why there has been nothing earlier today. I was in the cool room earlier and turned on the radio. Terri Gross was interviewing some guy, and I started absent-mindedly half-listening to him while doing qigong exercizes. You know how you do that multi-tasking stuff. And suddenly I wondered why Terri was interviewing someone on drugs, someone whose arguments made incredible illogical leaps while the voice continued all self-assured and smug.

It turned out to be Tom Friedman of the New York Times.