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...Collins at home with their toddler. The sky was a hazy amber as the fire raged in nearby towns, but no one thought the flames would reach Flowerdale. With typical summer temperatures of 115 degrees, Collins did what she usually did on hot days: crank up air-conditioning full-blast, and draw the blinds to keep...
...middle of the album. The brilliant “Plan A” retains some of the catchy, endearing elements—anchored by lead singer Gareth’s nasal vocals—that made Los Campesinos! likeable to begin with, but channels them into a two-minute blast of chaotic noise; a mash of throat-straining screeches and crackling guitar. “Plan A” is a statement—this is not the same band that, only two years ago, winnowed their way into the hearts of listeners with a chorus...
...different theory. If scads of people could see and comment on what I was buying, maybe I would be shamed into spending less. Could there be a practical use for the exhibitionism and groupthink of social networking? Location-centric sites like Foursquare encourage people to blast where they are and what they're buying. But Blippy takes things to a new level, since information goes straight from point of purchase to website. You don't have to push a single button; just agree to let Blippy broadcast the details that end up on your credit-card statement. Marketers are constantly...
...BlackBerry fly out of my hand as the blast brought down much of the hotel ceiling all around us. Outside, dust was clogging the air, rising from the homes outside the Hamra, private residences that had crumbled into rubble. As the dust swelled we shuffled into the basement. Gunshots continued. I shielded my eyes to see a little girl, maybe 5 years old, bloodied in the face and moaning, being carried down the stairwell to an employee exit from the hotel. It was then I saw my hand covered in blood from the tiniest of cuts from flying glass. Guilt...
...home and office, near the site of the third and final blast on Monday, is now a refuge for the Hamra's foreign journalists from five continents. We are quickly assuring our families we are safe as we check in on our staff, call sources for more details, trying to meet deadlines. One colleague is doing his best to calm his driver whose brother is missing. Another is showing the shrapnel from what is likely a piece of the exploded minibus. It crashed through his window on the eighth floor of the Hamra Hotel. In my mind I walk back...