Triple occupancy this morning, 3rd person was annoyingly alternating his laps and this not pictured here. COME ON GUY make my photo-taking WORK ok fine. 1000yds, clean as a whistle. #swimmingpoolassavior #selfcare


Huh, that’s an interesting choice of next song, Sonos. (I still it)


There was another worshiper in my chapel this morning. 1100yds before breakfast makes me a little barfy, but I’ve got a busy day ahead. #swimmingpoolassavior #selfcare


Good news: it worked out, insomuch as I love roast chicken drippings on ANYTHING. Smear of (what else) bacon fat in the cast iron skillet, pressed in a layer of quinoa (I toasted it & made it with chicken stock, could use plain leftover quinoa easily). Studded quinoa layer with whole unpeeled garlic cloves. Spatchcocked hen on top, S&P, more wee garlic cloves tucked in the hen’s knees and elbows. Roast at 425F until done—this 4.5# hen took 45 min in my electric convection oven. Zucchini seared in the same pan after I’d plated the rest. #bestlife #bestwife


#nofilter #extremelysunny #excellentbrunch #goddamneddelicious #newfriend #bestlife. My #homesick feelings are easy to quash when I hang out with @boozy_whipped_cream, that is FO SHO. (at Padrecito)


Hi we are ok but this just happened and I want a refund on California. #quokeup


Meal-planning & dreaming of my #cookbookclub loves. Miss you, ladies. #homesick


What I've Learned from Two Years Collecting Data on Police Killings






a comment on the article:

past year, 33 police officers were killed by firearms, where as the amount of “justifiable homicides” by police is over 300. In Seattle in 2012, 20% of the homicides in the entire city that year were committed by police officers. That’s fucked and that’s institutional.

reblogging for shananaomi because this was her hometown paper and her first editor. amazing, disturbing, gut clenching read.

I read quotes from this all over yesterday before my wife linked me to the full post and pointed out HEY, YOU KNOW THAT GUY. Which I do. Which is making me feel so unworthy right now.

The creator of this project was my editor at the Reno News & Review back when it was still the Nevada Weekly, back in 1994 when, at age 17, I talked my way into my first job in journalism by promising to do any menial task they threw my way if they would just let me hang out there as much as possible.

I often joke a lot about how those guys taught me the most important life skills—surviving hangovers, chasing women—but the fact is they taught me more that year about actual fucking journalism than I ever learned in the 4 years following I spent at an allegedly elite j-school. And every bit of Brian’s relentless passion is clear from this one post.

Here’s the part that really kicked me in the gut: 

The biggest thing I’ve taken away from this project is something I’ll never be able to prove, but I’m convinced to my core: The lack of such a database is intentional. No government—not the federal government, and not the thousands of municipalities that give their police forces license to use deadly force—wants you to know how many people it kills and why.

It’s the only conclusion that can be drawn from the evidence. What evidence? In attempting to collect this information, I was lied to and delayed by the FBI, even when I was only trying to find out the addresses of police departments to make public records requests. The government collects millions of bits of data annually about law enforcement in its Uniform Crime Report, but it doesn’t collect information about the most consequential act a law enforcer can do.

I’ve been lied to and delayed by state, county and local law enforcement agencies—almost every time. They’ve blatantly broken public records laws, and then thumbed their authoritarian noses at the temerity of a citizen asking for information that might embarrass the agency. And these are the people in charge of enforcing the law.

The second biggest thing I learned is that bad journalism colludes with police to hide this information. The primary reason for this is that police will cut off information to reporters who tell tales. And a reporter can’t work if he or she can’t talk to sources. It happened to me on almost every level as I advanced thisyear-long Fatal Encounters series through the News & Review. First they talk; then they stop, then they roadblock.

It’s not about making friends, or keeping them. If you work at an agency that withholds this data, find a way around that, leak it if you have to. If you work in journalism, don’t ever take no for an answer no matter how much harder it will make your job in the future. And if you know how to google, go help Brian out by adding to this incredibly vital project. 

Source: kingjaffejoffer
Photo Set

Friday nights are good for the soul. Today was an exceptionally great day at work—I’m not used to receiving so much praise and it almost made me cry a little. I feel so, so lucky to have found these wonderful people. So lucky that they chose me, that they value and appreciate what I do. Tonight’s Jolie Laide and mindless stockinette is more reward than last night’s #selfcare. #bestlife #bestjob