As reported to a friend via email half an hour ago…
If I were to look in the mirror right now, I’d see a face still surrounded by bedhead. My unmade bed is covered with roughly thirty articles detailing the contributions of weblogs to journalism and thoughts on media ownership. A plastic cup, empty save for the ring of OJ that graces its bottom, sits on my nightstand. A pile of highlighted and otherwise marked up articles is growing beside my bed. This is my Tuesday morning. (It’s a beautiful world.)