diary of a mad
These are links to some of the most rewarding sites I have found on the Web. There aren't many; my standards are high. See why this is not a blog at the bottom of the page.
By default rather than design, I've lost the habit of having my own clothes. Since I don't work outside the home, I have no need for fancy duds. I live in their t-shirts and discarded jeans. If I need something, I just grab whatever the girls aren't currently wearing. At any given time I'm a walking billboard for Central Valley High School Marching Band, Odyssey of the Mind, Evergreen Jr. High volleyball team, Big Rock Fiddlers, etc. Except now, they're taking all those things with them.
A final greenhead got me just as I was writing my report so I got quite a bit of blood on the report form. Turning in a bloody report at the height of greenhead season, though not uncommon, struck me as hysterically funny this afternoon. It is the blood you have shed for your piping plovers that makes them so important (with apologies to the Little Prince and his rose).
The first two restaurants were opened by feuding brothers (so the legend goes,) uncles and more distant relatives followed and opened their own restaurants, filling the block with popular and inexpensive places to eat, perfect for the hippies living in the area at the time. Over the years the word got out, so now tourists by the busload head for this New York City neighborhood.
It is precisely the fact that everyone can use what anyone contributes to the pool which makes the open source movement work.
Bruce "Tog" Tognazzini, designer, inventor, writer.
John Denver's aircraft had a fuel selection valve with only three positions: Off, Left, and Right. Burt Rutan's design called for that valve to be placed on the front panel of the aircraft, making it easy to switch among the options. The builder of the aircraft, however, elected to place the valve back behind the pilot's left shoulder. He did so with the best of intentions...
There comes a stage in the growth of every child when he or she is given a spoon and taught how to use it instead of being fed by the parent. One reason is simply that the child will need to be fed again.
Five percent of retail is fair if you abandon one erroneous assumption: that the publishing industry exists to compensate authors. Magazine publishers exist to sell advertising. The writing and photography are filler. Book publishers exist to pay the salaries of people who work in book publishing. The people who work in book publishing are well aware of this. That's why hardly anybody ever quits a job in book publishing to become an author. Consider the two situations. Author: sits alone at home editing manuscripts and praying that proposals will be accepted. Employee of large publisher: hangs out in comfortable office surrounded by fun people, makes twice the salary, assumes no risk (i.e., gets paid whether or not particular book proposals are accepted).
Louise Arthur, wife, mother, photographer, terminal cancer patient (deceased).
Tim and I want to buy a flat in Brighton. It may sound like a crazy time to be doing it, but bear with me.
"No prey, no pay!" and "To each according to the bounty; from each according to whim!" - these might be Port Watson's mottos. Even the Republic of Sonsorol has no currency of its own (although it does sell lovely postage stamps). For small transactions such as paying for a meal or newspaper any foreign currency will do in theory, although in practice New Zealand pounds or U.S. dollars are preferred. Larger transactions are generally carried out by computer, since all Shareholders have an "account" to draw on. Visitors may find it convenient to deposit some of their funds in the Bank, either in a "holding" or a "moving" account. The former is simply an electronic lock-box. A "moving" account constitutes an actual investment in the Bank. In February 1985, such accounts paid 7.5% interest, and in March 12%; frugal travelers may actually leave Sonsorol richer than they arrived!
Our dying do so in hotels and hospices, safely isolating the rest of us from the ugliness and grief and pain of it all. Our media shows us beautiful young or distinguished old people: The scrawniest, most strung-out street-corner whore on television is played by a beauty queen, her client by the most handsome guy in his high-school graduating class.Laurie Spiegel, computer scientist/artist/musician, composer, writer.
From Thoughts on Microsoft's Algorithmic Composition Patent:
What would be the characteristics of music in particular, and of the arts in general, in a society that allowed corporations to proscribe the use of specific creative artistic techniques as criminal?Dennis Havlena, musical instrument builder, musician, amateur radio operator.
From How to build a hurdy gurdy for under $20:
I possess no special skills, never had any woodworking lessons & have a zillion other hobbies. Had I enough time, I might GET skilled at this stuff, but in the meantime, I approach it all as just a load of fun. Anyone can make such simple instruments -- this is borne out by the countless e-mails I receive describing the builder's successful instruments.
why this is not a blog:
I have yet to fall under the spell of blogging. The blogs I have read have led me to very few sites I'd care to revisit.
This page is not a blog, in any sense. I put it together in a text editor and upload it by FTP. It is not maintained daily-- in fact, it's a rare treat to be able to add a site to the list. And I find these sites to be truly exceptional, compelling me to return visits. For the most part, they are personal Web sites, characterized by substance, depth, passion, the absence of ad banners, and the use of the font face and size you set in your browser.
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