Monday, April 28, 2008

Word for the day, unbibium, element 122. Source is slashdot, and observation might be experimental error.
Meanwhile I'm struck in West Virginia waiting on car repair, having fun.
I had spent the morning brushing up my brief for an injunction in my voter ID case.
At noon I checked the blogs, just in case today's Supreme Court handdown would be Crawford, the Indiana voter ID case. It was, and now I'll need to go rewrite everything I've written in past few days. Pdf.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Snipes sentenced to 3 years.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

non-word for the day: Optimamistic.
Yesterday's w f t d was vituperator.
I bought a laptop at walmart so i can now blog from work, once i get used to the tiny keyboard and slightly different key functions.

Friday, April 18, 2008

I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell, the Tucker Max movie, has been greenlighted. NSFW.

Adventures in unstamped mail at flikr, via freakonomics.

In the dustup over China, the Olympics, and the torch protestors, I side with Tibet.
I used to work for the dalai lama's nephew. But Tyler Cowan has a story about a chinese woman, a wheelchair-bound fencer, defending the olympic torch from French protesters. I don't have pics or video on this one.

The Panchen Lama, if he's still alive, turns 17 this week. http://www.panchenlama.info/

Hello Dali, via froomkin.

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.

Darwin's papers online.

House I just bought.


Thursday, April 17, 2008

I bought a house yesterday. When I get around to it I'll find pics to put here. I'm offline a lot this month, working in North Carolina.

UFO wakes up Kokomo. This is the sort of story I miss because I no longer subscribe to my local McPaper.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

What I'm reading, 2008
10: On the Make: Bill Clinton in Arkansas. Good of kind.
9 The History of the Irish Race. Seumas MacManus. 1921, so is it public domain?
I guess so, Google has it scanned online. Wonderful so far. It's already April, so I might not get to 50 books this year.
Boy Clinton: I'd misplaced this last year and hadn't finished it, so I have it open now while reading other things.
8. Hannibal Rising. Hannibal Lecter comes of age. Excellent book. I've seen silence of the lambs - saw it in Tom Jennings' hotel room at Computer Priviacy and Freedom 2, in 1992 - in which Hannibal is the bad guy, but in this book you learn how he became who he is and why. I'm not sure if he's the protagonist or antogonist, hero or anti-hero, but one tends to root for him.
7. The Enormous Egg. 1954. Kid's book about a boy and his dinosaur, set in Freedom New Hampshire, which is a crossroads with a gas a station and an inn, where I stayed when my sister got married. Good book. Rescued from a dumpster.
6. A Boy's Fortune Horatio Alger Jr. Good triumphs over evil.
5. They Call her Lady Bird. 1964. Bio of Mrs. LBJ. Shallow, but good.
2,3,4. Neal Stephenson, the Baroque Cycle. Liked it. About 2500 pages.
1. A history of the English Language. Slow going, but informative.

I consider myself middle class. That means I can afford the fancier bands of ramen.

I'm having kim chi flavored right now.
Not eating these:

I added scalzi to the blogroll, on a recommendation from my blogfather wil.
Scalzi sample:
Samuel Tinianow: “Bears.”
I’m for them, and I have a healthy respect for them, since most of them could take my head off without too much effort. I’m always amazed when people forget that bears are, in fact, wild animals, and try to walk up to them and take pictures with them like the bear is going to pose and be all cuddly. And then the next minute their arm is ten yards away, and then there’s screaming, and then some poor forest ranger has to go shoot the bear because some jackass can’t differentiate between a live, 500-pound animal and a plush toy. I say, shoot the human instead — the bear has an excuse for acting the way it does, but the human really doesn‘t.

I liked how the question was one word. It's from the ask scalzi anything series.
I tend to get Scalzi mixed up with Charlie Stross.
Really, it’s one of the best things I’ve ever written, about a squid, in verse.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Eighth Circuit holds that Arkansas law does not permit the police to arrest someone merely for refusing to identify himself: Today's ruling, by a unanimous three-judge Eighth Circuit panel, addresses "whether Arkansas law permits a police officer to arrest a person for refusing to identify himself when he is not suspected of other criminal activity and his identification is not needed to protect officer safety or to resolve whatever reasonable suspicions prompted the officer to initiate an on-going traffic stop or Terry stop."
Posted at 11:33 AM by Howard Bashman

Friday, April 04, 2008

My trip to North Carolina only lasted 3 days, but it's a lot of work catching up with the internet. "If she asks about the artichoke, tell her I was in Guam."

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Someday, when the U.S. Government enacts the Aardvark Protection Act and the U.S. Code is retitled, Aardvarks will get their rightful place as the subject of Title 1.
4.1.2008 2:38pm

wftd: acarpous

1. Producing no fruit; sterile.
2. Having no fruit.
Similarly, the defendants' argument that the public policy allowing qualified citizens to possess a firearm for self-defense purposes is trumped by a purportedly competing public policy that encourages a safe work environment is equally acarpous.
Nevertheless, while an exposition concerning the impact of personal firearms on workplace safety may prove edifying, it is as unnecessary to resolve this motion as it is ultracrepidarian.

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