: I went out this morning for my run (no hangover; that’s the advantage of an incredibly dull New Year’s Eve) and looked up to see military jet contrails, seven of them, stretching out in spokes from New York as their hub.

: See the comments. Joi Ito is high on not being high.

  • That’s strange. While I was walking this morning I looked down to see possum entrails from a recent roadkill. Averting my eyes from the gruesome sight, I looked up, where I saw a lovely, white jet contrail against the pale blue sky.

  • oops. duh. i may not be hungover. but i am sleep-deprived. thans.

  • Too bad you didn’t have a small digital camera with you; it’d make a neat photo to post.