Mortie, Mortie: He's no shorty, Mortie.
What happens when a relatively physically-fit male eats nothing but McDonald’s 3 times a day for 30 days? It’s all documented in the film “Super Size Me“. From the New York Post: “His liver became toxic, his cholesterol shot up from a low 165 to 230, his libido flagged and he suffered headaches and depression.”
A great article about the Creative Class War: How the GOP’s elitism could ruin America’s economy.
Bill Gates receives a knighthood. I’d like to see him in a joust with Sir Sean Connery.
Eek. This would suck if it were true: will Cheney be replaced by Giuliani in 2004? If I were a Republican, that would seem to make long-term sense, but addiction to power will likely keep the Halliburton-friendly VP around for the next campaign.
Nothing like a war or two to keep the military focused and useful, so says the head of the US military.
I Robot Now: a neat e-commerce site that took a few minutes to figure out that it’s a promo for an upcoming movie.
Neat. They fit a bunch of Atari games inside an Atari joystick.
Ach! A Klingon wedding. Why should I laugh, though? My parents did get married in Vegas, at the Union Plaza while it was still a cool place to go.
Will the latex extracted from the rainforest serve to both foster sustainable development *and* prevent the spread of AIDS? The Brazilian government thinks so, and is building the condom factory to make it happen.
Finally, a break from the offshoring trend. Washtech reports that Washington and some other states may pass laws to ban offshoring, although this ban would apply only to state agencies. Still, it’s a start.
Fun at the Green MBA barn with a fellow student — a wacky night in Santa Rosa:
The realities of the dot-com economy come alive with this job description for an intern at Nullsoft WinAmp.
I’ve felt really clear about the progress of this cleanse… it’s been much easier, although I had a cleansing reaction last night — but then I’m not sure if it was some vegetables I didn’t wash.
More detail to come: part of my education involves journaling, and most of that will show up in this space.
Enjoy a faux-Martin Scorcese version of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
I’m cutting the cleanse to 15 days. It’s a day longer than last year’s, but still effective. On the 19th, the day after, I’m heading to Ti Couz for a crepe.
Thank you so much to my fellow students in the Green MBA program for a kickass night of karaoke at San Francisco’s favorite karaoke bar, The Mint. Pictures soon as soon as I get them from the camera person.
Hey, this is neat. An Olympia man returned to his apartment to find it completely foiled… in aluminum foil.
LOVE! Over 9,000 Chileans broke the world record for the largest simultaneous kiss. Yum.
I’m back after a restful two weeks in Seattle, albeit half of that was spent with the flu. With the help of a cat named Harley, a fireplace and plenty of bedrest, I was able to overcome the bug that’s going around and spend the second week enjoying New Year’s Eve with friends at the Old Pequliar in Ballard, followed by New Year’s Day night of karaoke at Molly Maguire’s.
New Year’s Resolutions:
1. Sing more.
2. Dance more.
3. See #1 and #2.
And to being a tradition, tomorrow begins my second cleanse. I’m anticipating 28 days, to give my body, and more specifically, liver, a rest.