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elfsFirst, the really good news. Opus is back! Yes, Berke Breathed has decided that he's tired of sitting on the sidelines and watching others have opinions about the war and all without voicing some himself, so he's putting together a weekly strip starring our favorite flightless waterfowl. (Yes, I'll willingly admit that I like Opus more than Tux.) Whether he's still funny is another matter.
The European Space Agency is proposing launching satellites to monitor drivers and studying the feasibility of turning all of Europe into one massive toll road with a pay-as-you-go policy. Grele, Frere!
Presbyopia, the hardening of the eye lens, is what causes the need for bifocals and other mechanical assistance as one grows older. Apparently, the muscles work fine, it's just the lens itself becomes intractible. A cyborg replacement for this mechanically simple problem is on the way. We'll all be able to see fine into old age some day soon. Cool.
So, on September 11th, if you were in London, would you attend "The Festival of the Magnificent 19," celebrating the accomplishments of the hijackers? Scotland Yard wants to know. Personally, so would I.
Hmm, a contrary opinion about Dean. Worth a read.
And finally, Hermione Eyre (apparently, that is her real name) has an insightful essay on the various reasons why nobody under the age of thirty seems to know how to cook: knowing how to cook is a sign of maturity, of giving up "kid's stuff" and the playfulness of youth; not cooking gives the impression of being too busy, too "going somewhere", too important; the previous generation of mothers didn't teach cooking because it was a reminder of their own mothers and the unfeminist past. All of which leads me back to a familiar beat: If you have kids, teach your kids to cook, and eat with them. They deserve it.
The European Space Agency is proposing launching satellites to monitor drivers and studying the feasibility of turning all of Europe into one massive toll road with a pay-as-you-go policy. Grele, Frere!
Presbyopia, the hardening of the eye lens, is what causes the need for bifocals and other mechanical assistance as one grows older. Apparently, the muscles work fine, it's just the lens itself becomes intractible. A cyborg replacement for this mechanically simple problem is on the way. We'll all be able to see fine into old age some day soon. Cool.
So, on September 11th, if you were in London, would you attend "The Festival of the Magnificent 19," celebrating the accomplishments of the hijackers? Scotland Yard wants to know. Personally, so would I.
Hmm, a contrary opinion about Dean. Worth a read.
And finally, Hermione Eyre (apparently, that is her real name) has an insightful essay on the various reasons why nobody under the age of thirty seems to know how to cook: knowing how to cook is a sign of maturity, of giving up "kid's stuff" and the playfulness of youth; not cooking gives the impression of being too busy, too "going somewhere", too important; the previous generation of mothers didn't teach cooking because it was a reminder of their own mothers and the unfeminist past. All of which leads me back to a familiar beat: If you have kids, teach your kids to cook, and eat with them. They deserve it.
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Date: 2003-09-09 07:08 pm (UTC)why is busing so busy you can't do what you enjoy a *good* thing?
Recently, I was talking with some ex-co-workers about their boss, "She'll never make it," they said, "she only works 8-5 every day." What? What? It's no wonder so many people there are facing burnout.
I tought myself to cook when I was in 7th grade, as a class project. After making pizza from scratch as part of that, I taught myself to clean as I go. I love to cook and to feed my loved ones. Plus, it's healthier, cheaper, and relaxing to eat at home.