been a while since i've done a good ol' link dump, so here we go:
apparently, kids these days aren't downloading music. instead, they're buying vinyl. except, saying that vinyl sales are up doesn't really mean that people aren't downloading.
teh internets (aka, those series of tubes) is the cause of neglect. or, you're just a bad parent.
we may be nearing war on three fronts. that always goes well, right?
so, some senators had an argument about iraq (shocking, i know). we had a little bit of one in the class i t.a.'d during the dinner break.
the maverick ship seems to be sinking. or, maybe the rats are all jumping off.
in some fresno related news, riverpark hates teenagers. well, at least those ones that do what teenagers do: hang out. and teh kids are organizing.
the wall street journal says new atheism sells well, lacks substance and uses the word tract, all in subheadline. and the sun wants you to know that the pagan's are ticked off. but, hey, the sun also wants you to know that birds singing loudly are a problem.
not sure if this jesus action figure is better than the one i have. i mean, it comes from walmart which is akin to the holy of holies.
not everyone is happy that trump is coming to fresno. now, this guy has some good points, but i think that he goes a little far with his quotes on who benefits from a development in west fresno.
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Monday, July 16, 2007
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
odd news link dump
not much kicking a-my way, so i thought i'd hit up the news resources for some good old link fun.
quite a while back, adam had a story about make-up and attractiveness. this article reminded me of it. the results of the study are interesting, but i'm hesitant to say that clothing is an outward sign of fertility.
this story makes me sad. i can't imagine having to deal with fear of reprisal every day just because you want to make an honest living. and, in all honesty, it reveals a bit of why i didn't like working in the court schools.
this article makes me think that bush and putin are really cut from the same mold. perhaps it's why they don't seem to like each other very much, too much alike. "Putin called the Novaya Gazeta reporter's contract-style slaying Saturday "a crime of loathsome brutality." But he drew the ire of Politkovskaya's admirers when he also portrayed himself as a victim and implied that her articles had damaged Russia."
who killed the electric car? well, the l.a. times keeps printing articles about companies doing it, so i guess no one. although, i think everyone involved would say that it's hardly a booming industry.
"they're the wrong trousers grommit!"
this stinks. apparently, it has nothing to do with test scores.
these may be the worst ten reasons not to go to a psychic.
"gimme back my son...errr...rock!" stupid tsa.
quite a while back, adam had a story about make-up and attractiveness. this article reminded me of it. the results of the study are interesting, but i'm hesitant to say that clothing is an outward sign of fertility.
this story makes me sad. i can't imagine having to deal with fear of reprisal every day just because you want to make an honest living. and, in all honesty, it reveals a bit of why i didn't like working in the court schools.
this article makes me think that bush and putin are really cut from the same mold. perhaps it's why they don't seem to like each other very much, too much alike. "Putin called the Novaya Gazeta reporter's contract-style slaying Saturday "a crime of loathsome brutality." But he drew the ire of Politkovskaya's admirers when he also portrayed himself as a victim and implied that her articles had damaged Russia."
who killed the electric car? well, the l.a. times keeps printing articles about companies doing it, so i guess no one. although, i think everyone involved would say that it's hardly a booming industry.
"they're the wrong trousers grommit!"
this stinks. apparently, it has nothing to do with test scores.
these may be the worst ten reasons not to go to a psychic.
"gimme back my son...errr...rock!" stupid tsa.
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