Some hope for due process and habeus corpus

"A federal appeals court yesterday ordered the government to turn over virtually all its information on Guantánamo detainees who are challenging their detention, rejecting an effort by the Justice Department to limit disclosures and setting the stage for new legal battles over its justification for holding the men indefinitely.

"The court said meaningful review of the military tribunals would not be possible 'without seeing all the evidence, any more than one can tell whether a fraction is more or less than half by looking only at the numerator and not the denominator.' "

(And I know I just posted fifteen minutes ago, but this is important.)

Mr. Sandman and I had a great date last night

Man, I crashed hard right until 11:45. I realize I went to bed a little late (1 AM) and I took a melatonin, but MAN. I must have broke the bed. And I'm still not awake now. I'm glad I didn't have to make a boat at 1 on the coast today.

Uhhh ... movie at 5 ish, so I guess I can keep moving slowly. Now that it's 12:30 I should probably get serious about food. A shame about the boilers in the building being broken - no showers or laundry for us today.

Off beat art stuff

The Tuesday edition of The London Paper had references to several art exhibits I'd like to see. The first is Someone Else's House, an exhibit built around the traces of previous occumpants in a new home (a theme of ongoing fascination for me). It's over August 4th, so I might try to catch it rather soon.

The second one is a photo exhibit by Keith Arnatt that's, um, somewhere (can't figure out what a WC2 is, but here's the website). I mean, really, what is it about me that would make me see an image like this one and go, "ooh! Ooh! I want to see the rest of this guy's stuff!" but, well, what can I say, I see that picture and I see Diane Arbus and I see WeeGee and I see the same sad slipping of the past that occurs when I go into a house and see the wallpaper that a long-ago resident specially chose as the one most likely to make their baby's nursery a happy place. So I'll be sure to see it, next Saturday, I think.

( A second image. )

It's raining like mad again, though not as bad as yesterday. Clearly it's time for some more tea and a bit of housework.

to market to market to buy a fat pig

actually they won't be jigging back home.

Borough Market, Rake pub: best cider in ages. NFT: sold out!

Well, we had a productive outing to the Borough Market, which emptied our wallets and ended at the Rake pub, where I had the best cider I'd had in ages. Ecusson, I must buy some. And they have Sierra Nevada on tap! shadowdaddy was very excited, and we passed a most pleasant hour or so there, not getting rained on. ( In which I drink cider. )

Sadly, our luck ran out at the NFT, where Late Chrysanthemums was massively sold out. If only I'd bought tickets before we left! I'm just not used to the whole idea of movies selling out. So we bought tickets for tomorrow's showing (6:20 PM, feel free to join us) and headed home.

And we almost bought a Harry Potter today, but I wasn't willing to buy 15 pounds of stuff to get it at the good price. Waitrose had it for dirt cheap, but they were actually sold out! Oh well, maybe this is the excuse I need to get on with reading the last one.