CAAF: Morning coffee

• A profile of Paris Review editor Philip Gourevitch in The Observer explores how the magazine is changing to flourish in the post-Plimpton era.
• Lately, Jerry Seinfeld has been reminding me of the retired guy who doesn’t want to be retired. You know the type — the former titan who roams around the house looking for something to do, people to chat up, a “Bee” movie to promote.* Another new hobby: Calling people “wacko” on national tv. (Via Syntax of Things.)
• Yesterday, walking in the woods I came across a giant orange spider with black-and-white striped legs (like tights!) hanging in a web across the trail. Looking it up on the Web later I came across this photo essay on Vietnamese spiders. Spiders are so strange and beautiful in close-up, and the ones shown here should be good for a couple post-Halloween chills.
I still haven’t been able to identify my spider, the tangerine glob, although the one that appears in this fuzzy YouTube footage looks to be the same type. Except mine was prettier and kinder in the face.