Thursday miscellanea #499

Apparently the Alliance of American Football isn’t going to make it through even one season. I’m not sure I care enough to really look into the ins and outs of the failure as the story emerges, though y’all let me know if it turns out Lori Loughlin was involved.
I’ve now made a sustained effort to use the new WordPress editor, and my opinion that I hate it is now a more informed one. I’ll be installing and using the plug-in that puts the old editor back.
Whether old-timer nostalgia or hipster affectation, vinyl records are vaguely defensible. Frequently they do sound different, and the difference isn’t necessarily bad. And there’s some pleasure in the ritual. However, none of this holds true for cassettes. For a moment in time, the portability and convenience of compact cassettes was the primary consideration, but we are past that moment. It’s an inferior medium in every way, and the small-but-unmistakable trickle of vinylish interest in them is silly.
Pat, Rick, Tosha, and I spent the afternoon yesterday with a human sexuality class at Athens State discussing human trafficking. It was a marvelous and uplifting exchange.
OK, so now I’ve downed five episodes of the second season of The OA, and though I still have sufficient interest to finish, it might have wandered a bit far from what originally grabbed me. I’m not sure it’s respecting its own boundaries.
Got two more times in you, Auburn? Good luck! Pulling for you!
For the best heavy metal station I’ve ever had on Pandora, I started with Accept’s “Princess of the Dawn” and I occasionally down-vote (never up-vote; thanks for the advice, David!) a song. That’s it. It can hold me for hours.

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