Lost in thought she was startled by the sight of a fish on a bicycle pedaling toward her. “Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “I grew weary of swimming with the tide and have decided to live with abandon.”
And she smiled to herself because she understood.
– Source Forthcoming, from Muffy’s Blog.
I’ll be attending BloggerCon II this weekend. Unfortunately, last year I missed the original BloggerCon due to a work related emergency that came up. But this year, I’m all set to attend.
I’ll be serving as session monitor for Adam Curry’s session on Personal TV Networks. I grew up in the late 80’s watching Adam on MTV, so this is quite a treat for me.
I’ve got the digital camera and laptop ready to go – should be a fun event.
Life begins tonight at 7:00pm at Durgin Park in downtown Boston!
Trying out Ecto as a weblogging tool for the times that I’m offline – like right now.
Looks pretty good – much improved from the old Kung-Log software.
It’s been a good week for new Mac software, Proteus has been updated with a Beta 4.0 version that is really sweet, and now Ecto. I’ve got some other new goodies in the works as well.
more people are free, the more tolerant they are of others; the more prosperous, the less inclined they are to squander that prosperity on pointless feuding and war.
But our greatest threat, apart from the immediate one of terrorism, is our complacency. When some ascribe, as they do, the upsurge in Islamic extremism to Iraq, do they really forget who killed whom on September 11, 2001? When they call on us to bring the troops home, do they seriously think that this would slake the thirst of these extremists, to say nothing of what it would do to the Iraqis?
Or if we scorned our American allies and told them to go and fight on their own, that somehow we would be spared? If we withdraw from Iraq, they will tell us to withdraw from Afghanistan and, after that, to withdraw from the Middle East completely and, after that, who knows? But one thing is for sure: they have faith in our weakness just as they have faith in their own religious fanaticism. And the weaker we are, the more they will come after us.
It is not easy to persuade people of all this; to say that terrorism and unstable states with WMD are just two sides of the same coin; to tell people what they don’t want to hear; that, in a world in which we in the West enjoy all the pleasures, profound and trivial, of modern existence, we are in grave danger.
There is a battle we have to fight, a struggle we have to win and it is happening now in Iraq.
over Mountains
over Trees
over Oceans
over Seas
across the desert
I’ll be there
in a whisper on the wind
on the smile of a new friend
just think of me
And I’ll be there
Don’t be afraid, oh my love
I’ll be watching you from above
And I’d give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I’m on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I’ve gone nowhere
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
On the edge of a waking dream
over Rivers
over Streams
through Wind and Rain
I’ll be there
Across the wide and open sky
thousands of miles I’d fly
to be with you
I’ll be there
Don’t be afraid, oh my love
I’ll be watching you from above
And I’d give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I’m on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I’ve gone nowhere
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
In the breath of a wind that sighs
oh, there’s no need to cry
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
– Escape Club, I’ll be There
Dooce, whom I only know from reading her weblog, writes today about her bouts with depression.
And I know what she’s going through.
For nearly a year – my senior year of high school and through the next fall – I suffered from major depression. It was quite possibly the worst time in my life. The things she wrote about in today’s Dooce are things I’ve lived. All of it.
Well, except the part about being pregnant – I don’t have children.
One thing I learned about that encounter with what another blogger calls The Black Dog is that I don’t ever want to feel like that again.
I have thought of Dooce often today and hope that she’s able to come through this time in her life just as she’s pulled through others.
I’m gonna drive my daddy’s Thunderbird (My daddy’s thunderbird)
A white rad ride, ’66 (’67) so glam it’s absurd
I’m gonna put her in the back seat
And drive her 2 … Tennessee
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Tennessee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, drive her
Excuse me, baby
I don’t mean 2 be rude
But I guess tonight I’m just not, I’m just not in the mood
So if U don’t mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I would like to…watch
– Prince, Alphabet Street