We all have our little pleasures, I guess. Some people eat ice cream, some curl up with a good book. Me? I read The Economist. In many ways, it's like trying to get drunk on Guinness: it tastes great, but man is it heavy after awhile. I subscribed at one point, but mostly ended up feeling guilty about not reading it most weeks. So now, it's an occasional purchase before a trip or what have you. But I still love it.

So will you pardon me tooting my horn by mentioning how neat it feels (yes, geeky lame-o neat, I admit) that I am the lead in a story in this week's edition? Turns out that this blog post about watching the World Cup on the train via WiFi caught the eye of a writer working on a story on that very topic, and it went from there.

The story is here.

Tags: wifi, the economist

It's funny that the English language doesn't have a single word for what the Germans call schadenfreude, which wikipedia defines as: "pleasure taken from someone else's misfortune." The Dutch have a similar word ("leedvermaak") which they use in a proverb that goes Geen schoner vermaak dan leedvermaak: No better joy than joy about someone else's sorrow. I used to live in The Netherlands. Got to love those kids. Anyhoo...

In a completely unrelated vein, I note with interest that Steve McArthur is leaving as President of Expedia.com. I am sure that I join a massive chorus of countless others who wish him nothing but the best in his future endeavours.

Tags: Expedia