I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
Tech support: How may I help you?
Customer: I’m writing my first e-mail.
Tech support: OK, and what seems to be the problem?
Customer: Well, I have the letter ‘a’ in the address, but how do I get the circle around it?
Five years ago yesterday, political prisoner and Nobel Laureate Aung San Suu Kyi began her most recent confinement under house arrest in Yangon. Under Myanmar law, no prisoner may be held under house arrest for more than five years without trial. By their own law, the generals were obligated to release Suu Kyi yesterday. She remains under house arrest.
The world’s most famous political prisoner, Aung San Suu Kyi, was due to be freed from house arrest today, but her fate has gone largely unnoticed amid the destruction of Cyclone Nargis.
U.N. Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon avoided any mention of the Nobel Peace Prize laureate yesterday during a conference with more than 50 nations to discuss relief.
“We must think about people just now, not politics,” Mr. Ban told a group of local and wire service reporters, who were permitted to cover the conference in Rangoon, Burma’s largest city.
Mrs. Suu Kyi has spent 12 of the past 18 years under house arrest. She was last confined to her two-story lakefront home in May 2003, and the term has been renewed every year since.
I’m constantly tossing interesting websites into what I call my blogpile. Some of them find their way here in the form of regular posts, but more often than not they languish and get buried deeper in the pile. The end result is that I have to go back and do a bit of shoveling. Today’s item is My experiment with smart drugs.
This drug is peddled on every street corner in America, and is found in every country in the world. It is psychoactive, a stimulant and addictive. Users say that it increases alertness and focus, and reduces fatigue. But the high does not last and addicts must keep consuming it in increasing quantities.
Put this way, sipping coffee sounds more like an abomination than the world’s most accepted form of drug abuse. But centuries of familiarity have put people at their ease. In the coming years science is likely to create many novel drugs that boost memory, concentration and planning. These may well be less harmful than coffee-and will almost certainly be more useful. But will people treat them with as much tolerance?
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
Customer: I have a huge problem. A friend has placed a screen saver on my computer, but every time I move the mouse, it disappears
Animals may communicate, whether through noises, visual displays or scents, but their interactions lack key aspects of true language such as syntax and the ability to generate novel sentences. p. 149
From The Midnight Disease:The Drive to Write, Writer”s Block and the Creative Brain by Alice W. Flaherty.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
From inside Myanmar comes this Flickr Stream posted by Beyond Rangoon Project of images of a post-Cyclone Nargis nation. The drawing below is a child’s drawing of his experience in the storm. The stream presently contains 50 images that tell the story than any 50,000 of my poor words.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. For Memorial Day, I present the 2006 Jones Beach Air Show:From My Dad.
I’m constantly tossing interesting websites into what I call my blogpile. Some of them find their way here in the form of regular posts, but more often than not they languish and get buried deeper in the pile. The end result is that I have to go back and do a bit of shoveling. Today’s item is The Unofficial Guide To The DMV.
The real writer is one who really writes. Talent is an invention like phlogiston after the fact of fire. Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved. —Marge Piercy, For the young who want to in The Moon Is Always Female
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At day’s first light, have in readiness, against disinclination to leave your bed, the thought that “I am rising for the work of man.” Must I grumble at setting out to do what I was born for and for the sake of which I have been brought into the world? Is this the purpose of my creation, to lie here under my blankets and keep myself warm? “Ah, but it is a great deal more pleasant!” Was it for pleasure, then, that you were born and not for work? —Marcus Aurelius
Let me respectfully remind you, life and death are of supreme importance. Time swiftly passes by and opportunity is lost. Each of us should strive to awaken-- Awaken! This night your days will be diminished by one. Take heed. Do not squander your life. —Zen Evening Gatha
Take an ax to the prison wall. Escape. Walk out like someone suddenly born into color. Do it now. —Rumi, Quietness
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning blog chuckle I present: From My Dad.
Five years ago yesterday, political prisoner and Nobel Laureate Aung San Suu Kyi began her most recent confinement under house arrest in Yangon. Under Myanmar law, no prisoner may be held under house arrest for more than five years without trial. By their own law, the generals were obligated to release Suu Kyi yesterday. She remains under house arrest.
I’m constantly tossing interesting websites into what I call my blogpile. Some of them find their way here in the form of regular posts, but more often than not they languish and get buried deeper in the pile. The end result is that I have to go back and do a bit of shoveling. Today’s item is 
