turning in the widening gyro
Steve P. sends in an important story about a beloved son reincarnated as a giant lizard in Thailand. The best part is the people who are checking its skin for lottery numbers.
It Ain't Necessarily So: The Dream of the Human Genome and Other Illusions scales back some of the claims of genetic science, pointing out "the pervasive error that confuses the genetic state of an organism with its total physical and psychic nature as a human being."
I should also say something about last weekend's Iowa City Jazz Festival. I saw a few of the acts: ¡Cubanismo! were fun and although I am duly impressed with Pat Martino's chops on the guitar, his style is a little subdued for my taste. For me, the surprise highlight of the festival was the Matt Wilson Quartet, named after the drummer and also featuring an upright bass and two saxes, alto and tenor. They played the sort of noisy jazz that I'm into right now, where a driving beat supports the screechy rip-shit-up saxophone lines. Sure it can give you a headache, but that's kind of the point.
