NYT puzzle production

Spoiler free ;-)

I have a question for people who do the NYT in the paper... is it me, or have we started seeing some weird halftone effects this week? Has Will started providing "camera-ready copy" that's getting scanned in, or faxed, or some such? It's VERY distracting when the clues and the grid are shimmering....

NYT puzzle production

Spoiler free ;-)

I have a question for people who do the NYT in the paper... is it me, or have we started seeing some weird halftone effects this week? Has Will started providing "camera-ready copy" that's getting scanned in, or faxed, or some such? It's VERY distracting when the clues and the grid are shimmering....

Tish'a b'Av random thoughts

Sitting in my house, on the floor, with the lights low, chanting Eichah (Lamentations), thinking of families sitting in bomb shelters in the Galil, doing the same.

For these things I weep, my eyes shed tears....
My young women and men have been taken into captivity.
I called to my allies, but they deceived me....
You have decreed that terror shall surround me as [crowded as] a festival....
But the Lord will not cast man off forever....
Nor crush underfoot the prisoners of the earth....
Restore us to You, O Lord, that we may return, and renew our days as they were before.

And remembering ten years ago, reading a different scroll, one that was supposed to be joyous, the scroll of Esther, but reading it sitting on the floor of a hotel room in Tel Aviv, with fear and with sorrow, instead of hearing it read in shul, with joy and gladness.

Tish'a b'Av random thoughts

Sitting in my house, on the floor, with the lights low, chanting Eichah (Lamentations), thinking of families sitting in bomb shelters in the Galil, doing the same.

For these things I weep, my eyes shed tears....
My young women and men have been taken into captivity.
I called to my allies, but they deceived me....
You have decreed that terror shall surround me as [crowded as] a festival....
But the Lord will not cast man off forever....
Nor crush underfoot the prisoners of the earth....
Restore us to You, O Lord, that we may return, and renew our days as they were before.

And remembering ten years ago, reading a different scroll, one that was supposed to be joyous, the scroll of Esther, but reading it sitting on the floor of a hotel room in Tel Aviv, with fear and with sorrow, instead of hearing it read in shul, with joy and gladness.