In the future, I wonder what I'll tell the grandkids (not mine, just some random grandkids) about the internet. This might be nerdy, but I think it's cool. I grew up when everyone started getting home computers. I remember when everyone had dial-up connections. I met people from around the world in the first chat rooms (leave out the stuff about those weirdos trying to "cyber"). I hope I will not have to tell them I remember when bandwidth was unbridled, access was ubiquitous and the playing field was level and any webpage could be accessed as easily as the next.
Test yourself. Question yourself. Normal = self aware.
Her: You just don't want to be alone.
Me: Duh.
I was on break from the restaurant in between lunch and dinner shifts. For an hour I saw pictures of the gathering crowds, saw video of thousands chanting in unison. Soon, the twitter hashtag #iranelection was widespread. There are deep divisions in America, but we all (cheese alert) love freedom. We all might have different definitions or emphasis on freedom(s), but as Americans, I think we are all quick to want what we have for others. If anything, those of us applying shades of green to our Avatars are proponents of truth. We know what screwy elections are like. And we also know that change can happen. Essentially, Americans elected a reformist, and so their (yes, our) sympathy for Iranians is really empathy.
By the way, what about those journalists in Korea, Laura Ling and Euna Lee?
A nursing home romance in five acts.
ACT ONE
The arrival. Family drops off grandpa. He didn't want them to follow him inside. Suitcase in hand, he enters the building. No one at front desk. He walks behind desk, puts on glasses and checks out the computer. Granpa checks himself into the registry. He starts walking around the facility...
TO BE CONTINUED
I removed everything on this site that wasn't original, except for the YouTube video of the baby panda sneeze that gives it's momma panda a heart attack / freeze frame moment. And the teaser to Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. The first video I embedded was actually a Muppet Rickroll. It only took about five minutes to master, but it's still funny that the impetus for learning how to embed videos on a blog was a corny gag video.
As I contemplate the internet and the intellectual property rights of things shared on the Internet, I couldn't in good conscience leave all that stuff posted here without permission. I have left some excerpts from columns I enjoyed, but they are cited and hopefully, if read, would leave the reading wanting more and likely to find the source material.
And as far as Baby Panda Sneezing video goes... the more people see that the closer we will we get to true World peace. I believe that. So it lives. Bless You!
