I come home in the morning light,

My blogwatch says, “When you gonna live your life right?”

Jane Galt: “The disappearance of monkey bars, on the other hand, is a clear national tragedy. Ours were helpfully made out of steel and soared over our parents heads, so that when you fell onto the concrete below you knew you’d really climbed something. The current models in that playground are less than two feet off the ground, made of plastic, and look like about as much daring fun as Singles Bingo Night at Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrows.”

Paleo-Future: Oh, this is amazing. If it’s too big for your computer, you can see a little version here–it’s the last image.

The Rat: Why you should read Gina Kolata’s Rethinking Thin.