Survival Stories
The story of the Kim family is one part amazing survival tale, the rest heroic tragedy. Hug your loved ones, and hope to be so smart and brave in such circumstances.
The story of the Kim family is one part amazing survival tale, the rest heroic tragedy. Hug your loved ones, and hope to be so smart and brave in such circumstances.
Thursday Hangovers Read More »
A poorly thought-out and savage review of the Tiptree bio is making some waves over at the SF Signal. Check out the comments. (Via JJA.)
Train Wreck in Progress Read More »
For the lack of content. I find — irritatingly enough — that I’m still worn out from the Dread Bug of Last Week and have some lingering head-coldyness that is making it hard for me to focus on anything too complicated. In short: SLEEPY. And no time to sleep.
We did break down and get a Playstation 2 as our overall "You Must Deal With the Season" consolatory present last weekend. So, expect a post soon on my impressions of the buying/playing process as a video game novice. (Bully is my runaway favorite so far, which is all Bookshelves of Doom‘s fault.)
In the meantime, did I mention how sleepy I am? Very, very sleepy.
And tonight (before the rerun season sets in):
Fallout. The heroes struggle to come to terms with the Texas tragedy; more is learned about the nuclear bombing predicted in Isaac’s painting; Matt and Audrey (Clea DuVall) pursue a new lead in their hunt for Sylar; Niki makes a difficult decision, which will allow her to keep her family safe. Sandra Bennett: Ashley Crow. Zach: Thomas Dekker. The Haitian: Jimmy Jean-Louis. Ando: James Kyson Lee.
This better be good. I’m still mad about Charlie (and the "brain tumor").
Forbes has a special report on how those book things, with the pages and the words? They’re actually doing okay for themselves. (Via Maud.)
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I know it’s wrong to make fun of Suzanne Somers, who has surely helped flatten many, many abdominal muscles, but her answer to the "Books are" thing cracks me up:
Books are… I have spent my lifetime collecting books and devouring books and re-reading books and quoting from books and learning some of my greatest life lessons from books. I have written 16 books since the ’70s, which reflects my Irish heritage for writing, and each one is one of my beloved children. I fear the day when the technos decide that paper books are obsolete and we are reading from PC screens and iPods and eBooks, and we never again experience the little rush of opening a new book and cracking the spine and smelling the print and diving deep into the thoughts of the writer. It’s probably inevitable that this will eventually happen if one looks back on the history of written communication; from chipping messages, to papyrus, to the Guttenberg press, to the typewriter and now the wonderful digital world of computers. No matter how our books come to us now and in the future, the inner thoughts and imagination of the writer will somehow always find an avenue to communicate. I love my books!
Those of you downloading the recentish Firmware update for Macbooks, take care and follow the directions EXACTLY; your clumsiness (me) managed to screw it up and render my computer unusable for about an hour at one in the morning last night. Luckily, Mr. Rowe was present, made a magic CD, and fixed it. Much nail-biting in the interim.
Esther Lederberg, an important microbiologist, has her death noted in what appears to be some sort of AP round-up of notable (dead) women of the week. So, we go from microbiologist to sculptor to preservationist to woman who lost a tremendous amount of weight. One of these things isn’t like the others…
Odd, Even for an Obituary Read More »