Saturday Morning, September 9

1) Hurricane Irma. I'm not a little scared for friends and family still in Florida, whether by choice or accident.

1a) I've seen posts on social media for both pro-Trump and anti-Trump rallies on Miami Beach for September 9-10, and for the record, I don't think either of them are funny.

2) Indebted to a F******k friend for today's inspirational Bible verse, Psalms 109.8: "Let his days be few; and let another take his office." But read the whole psalm. I don't think I ever have, and it's some imaginative Biblical cursing, e.g. 15-18: "Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth. Because that he remembered not to shew mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy man, that he might even slay the broken in heart. As he loved cursing, so let it come unto him; as he delighted not in blessing, so let it be far from him. As he clothed himself with cursing like as with his garment, so let it come into his bowels like water and like oil into his bones." Wow!

3) Aflame with outrage over this whole E*****x data breach and the company's criminally inept and deceitful response.

BONUS: Off to work today, having stayed home yesterday. Still ridiculously hoarse, and I need to be in good voice for next weekend's awards dinner.