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Japan, ramping up H1N1 precautions

By Mark | September 9, 2009

My friend Pete Larson, a brilliant musician who turned his back on rock and roll in order accept his fate and become a scientist, just returned from Japan, where he wrote the following. I thought some of you with mask fetishes might enjoy it. While the 2009 H1N1 flu has been written off by the […]

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Urban chickens, local trains, and young people on the DDA

By Mark | July 8, 2009

I skipped last night’s Ypsi City Council meeting. I should have gone, but other things got in the way. From what I hear, it was dominated by talk of urban chickens, with significant numbers of both proponents and opponents coming out to let their opinions be known. In the end, it looks like the pro-chicken […]

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Ded Bird found in Ypsilanti

By Mark | June 6, 2009

I found a dead bird in the yard today. Clementine had friends over, and, before I let them take their shoes off and run around like lunatics, I made a quick sweep of the yard for dog shit. And that’s when I noticed the dead bird in front of the compost pile. I bent down […]