Student: There is never enough time!
Professor: And how long did you think about that?
Goodbye Google – We will miss your logos
I took this from Kurzweil which looks like a direct quote from The Guardian but it was so exciting I had to quote it directly.
The Guardian, July 15, 2004
Blinkx is a new search engine that’s taking on Google. Launched today, it has been recording 6 million hits a day solely from word of mouth.
Blinkx doesn’t only search the web but simultaneously scours news sites, blogs, emails, attachments and your own hard disk. It does all this unobtrusively in the background until you pass your cursor over icons at the top or bottom of the page, when it reveals a digest of related sites as well as material from Word, Excel or PDF files. If you are working in a word processing document, it provides the same service.
And unlike Google, it uses artificial intelligence to rate stories, not page rankings.
Note from the Blinkx website “blinkx is not currently available for Macintosh or Mozilla, but due to your requests, we’re working on it!”
Anti-Bush
Republican dominate Knoxville, TN gets an anti-Bush mention in this article Couple in anti-Bush T-shirts were arrested at president’s speech
…two documented incidents between September and March: one in Little Rock, Ark., and one in Knoxville, Tenn…
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Why do the dead not speak?
Master: Why do you not listen?
Gargoyle Cat
You should work at this computer. The cat rolling off the monitor in deep sleep into your hands is something to experience. When she does, she feels like a rag doll with absolutely no bones in her body.
The cat’s whole body just rose 2 inches and returned to the monitor as if it were in a Warner Brothers cartoon when the dryer buzzer went off. Then she slowly turned to me, squaked a complaint and returned to sleep.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Why is the sky blue?
Teacher: The sky is red.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Teacher, I am not in control of my own life.
Master: Come with me. I will tell you what to do.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Professor, I have amounted to nothing. My life is a waste!
Professor: So what are your plans for tomorrow?
The Struggles of Pre-teendom (Part I)
At eleven I act five
I wish my breast were alive
I think I deserve to be seventeen
Give me independence
Don’t be so mean
When I am there
I can declare I am free to be me
When I am there
He is not here
And I can worry only about me
My parents are dorks
One brother is a jerk
The other a pain
My sister is adorable
But only when we are playing
I hear them say I am smart
Which means I am special
So I mouth off alot
It is what adults do
And I have to be as responsible as you
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Why start? I’ll probably do it wrong anyway. Why finish? It won’t be good enough.
Master: Isn’t something never begun wrong already? How is the next great adventure to begin if the prior is not placed behind us?
All Perspective
West
Today the toilet overflowed potentially damaging our cabinetry and tainting the insulation and other wall innards that were pieced together with such care, perfection and attention to detail. It overflowed because I was overconfident and careless.
East
Today we were given inspiration to finish some things that we were waiting to “get around to it”. Today started out great and has been given reason to be even better. Today we are reminded to take things in stride.
North
Today no one was hurt. With minimal effort a mess was cleaned. All damage easily repaired.
South
Today tools were out of place. Parts were missing. Today I felt lost, incapable, lazy and not living up to my full potential. Today I scared my child and insulted my wife.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: Why is the crib moved out of place?
Teacher: Why does it matter?
Inescapable
Choas reigns
In perpetuity the circle spins
Hands grasping at grains
Unstoppable
Tears removing happiness
Innocence bellows away
Desire seeks the path of least resistance
Following downward deeper into despair
Futilely Man tells Nature The Order
Scornfully Nature disciplines Man
The Law is unforgiving
Inaction is individualist
Unallowable
Hurtful to others
Ambivalence is a choice
There is no easy way out
Of a hole that only grows deeper
When the dirt you throw out
Never reaches the top
And all you want to do
Is stop stop stop
Trauma to begin
Trauma to grow
Trauma to end
A butterfly in Kansas
A tsunami in Japan
A farmboy with a magnifying glass
A sudden calm in the storm
A tired child rests
The hay flares up
And Choas reigns
Don’t try. It’s a waste of time.
Don’t try. It’s a waste of time.
A New Day! Let’s start the day off with a PayPa…
A New Day!
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This Morning
Only got up to clean dog poo twice last night and only neglected to procrastinate on it because of the rancid smell. I must find time to learn how to train the dog..of course, having a backdoor that opened would help and having a thick lawn of soft grass instead of hard dirt and sticks would make a huge difference. All in good time.
Blast! I forgot my errand I was going to run on the way home. Time time time….no time.. It’s a Monday task now.
So I was hungry this morning and cooked 5 eggs to share with Amy, Cathy and Tommy. Ran out of time and had to take Noah to Zoo Camp so I figured with the past few times the eggs were prepared, there were always some left over and I’d have a few when I got home. I know Amy had some. I had a nibble. And Cathy had a bite. Tommy ate nearly all of the 5 scrambled eggs and one slice of toast. Cathy wanted to hide this fact from me because she was afraid of my reaction. I am confused. I reacted with surprise not anger and surprise that Tommy would be so thoughtless as to horde the eggs from his mother; I really didn’t care that I did not get any and cared more that Tommy is gorging himself more and more. I reacted with action not violence. I required Tommy to get dressed and work off a few calories. Of course, he responded with “I don’t like exercise and I won’t.” So he now sits on the front porch grousing. Cathy is tense around me and I am befuddled. I suppose I am to cater to Tommy’s every whim just to keep happy. During times like this I feel like the happiest families are the ones where the man goes to work (out of the house 40+ hours a week) and just accepts whatever happens at the house and does only what the wife tells him “I[wife] need you to discipline the child and this is what is to be done.” “yes dear.”
