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From issue 2501 of New Scientist magazine, 28 May 2005, page 28
“It doesn’t matter how brainy you are or how much education you’ve had - you can still improve and expand your mind. Boosting your mental faculties doesn’t have to mean studying hard or becoming a reclusive book worm. There are lots of tricks, techniques […]

and smile again…

To prepare for the summer’s research and end of semester office cleanout, I bought a globalSat BT GPS unit (bluetooth-enabled, Sirf III, long lasting battery, pretty cheap), and a 120GB Western Digital Hard Drive.
I’m looking at getting a new digital camers too — the weatherproof, dunkable Pentax Optio 43WR. Sure, I don’t really need […]

My friend Rebecca baked a key lime pie the other day, and offered me a piece, and wrapped it up in the coolest little package (U.S. patent #5,213,255). It’s very cute, vey professional-looking, and very delicious. And I felt safe as I ripped it open along the little safety perforations. Thanks Rebecca!

I read a lot of on-line news stuff for fun. I blog for fun. I make my website better (and sometimes worse) for fun. I like to messs with stuff for fun. I challenge people for fun (and because I think that questioning our beliefs is a good way to be better people — even […]

Today I was asked this question, and it stumped me. What *do* I “do for fun”? I don’t even think I really do anything *for fun* — I just have fun doing what I do for, um, work? school? life?
I ride my bike — that’s fun, but I don’t do it as part of a […]

Today I was asked this question, and it stumped me. What *do* I “do for fun”? I don’t even think I really do anything *for fun* — I just have fun doing what I do for, um, work? school? life?
I ride my bike — that’s fun, but I don’t do it as part of a […]

What’s Wrong With Dating?
Virginity was an inheritance to be brought into a marriage, and the father of the bride was responsible to preserve that inheritance. If a new husband slandered his bride and claimed that she was not a virgin, the bride’s father and mother would defend her name and the name of their family. […]

one more paper to go…

okay, hee-hee, stop it already.

If this works, I’ll admit to being a tiny bit tickled.

It’s kind of freaky. I’m not even getting junk mail. There must be serious problems with the email server on campus. In the last 12 hours I’ve only gotten 7 emails? — and they *all* were in the Junk box (although only 4 actually were junk).
As for me, my mind is coming back! Just […]

I forgot my bike helmet for the second time this week. Not sure how that happens, as I’m a big proponent of bike helmets. And after seeing that kid on East Washington wiped out on the pavement, shoe 20 feet away, face like ground beef, I’d be more diligent. But somehow this morning, after detaching […]

My media site (Love) has all new bigger Quicktime formats (not H264 yet), and nicer looking pages now. This is what I do instead of doing what I should be doing (finishing semester projects). This is way more fun. And since I’m interested in making learning fun, I should take note of this. The problem […]

I shelled out my $69 + tax for my own dang copy of Apple’s new Tiger OS, and it’s not so much a cat as it is a dog — at least on a dual G4 1Ghz PowerMac. I know, I know, get a fast machine, you say, but hey we can’t all be rich. […]

Giving a presentation at 6 tonight on the game I was supposed to have
made this semester. Since MIT never ended up sending the game, I didn’t
make the game. Semester wasted? Nahhh, I made a presentation that is
meant to capture some of the bits the game is intended to capture. HAd
the presentation done last night, but […]

Mmm. Love this time of the semester. Hopped up on more caffeine than my body/mind (”being”) wants to deal with, teetering on that legendary edge, pulling all stops to make some sense of all the reading I’ve absorbed (or tried to) during the last 4 months. These are the times when life seems surreal.
No word […]

These are some of the biggest snowflakes I’ve seen. Like chillled Spring blossoms that melt on contact. Like a bad dream interlude.

Here you go acceb. My goal in life is to please you. Anything else?

Seymour The Artist
The sculptor works in the medium of stuffed Animals. Through careful manipulation of the materials, he attempts to convey the brainless anonymity of the relationships we have with soft and fuzzy critters. Yes, it’s serious work
(Hmm… I miss taking pictures)