I was gonna wait until Christmas to post this, but I’m sure I would forget, and it’s just too funny.

From CNN:
Cuba applauds U.N. vote on trade embargo (link)
As a followup to my earlier post; here’s proof of whether or not the U.S. appears to want to “play nice,” or if we’re still interested in acting like the sullen bully when the little kid with glasses’ ex-Army dad shows up.

From CNN:
“Reagan had an immense faith in the power of ideas. But there has been a counter, more populist tradition, which is not only to scorn liberal ideas but to scorn ideas entirely.”
I think this is one of the best descriptions of the current state of the Republican Party (and it is by a conservative commenter, in case you’re not inclined to read the article).  People who vote GOP and hail Reagan as their standard-bearer often are wildly off history when it comes to what it is they vote for.  …

Heroes: Villains
Shark: Jumped

(from a previous and subsequently forgotten mobile post)
From the vantage point I now have, the image of the people of God
being like a flock of sheep is wholly different – but I never really
looked at it from a nontheistic point of view. The pastor today spoke
to the children about why sheep need a shepherd – largely because
they’re not the brightest of the links of the evolutionary chain. Why
sheep need a shepherd is because they need protection. If there’s not
a shepherd around, the wolves will pick them off.  Why? Because that’s
what …

So I’ve downloaded this little tool that allows me to post from my iPod, as long as I have a wireless signal. I haven’t tried it yet; I figured I’d give it a go live and just see what happens.

So I’m looking at all things prime – I’m fascinated by prime numbers – and I run across one of the most interesting things, especially given my penchant for apocalyptic information.  I don’t know why I feel the need to throw a Photoshop piece together.  I guess I wanted the drama of seeing it to hit you, The Viewer, rather than reading it in a simple non-serif font (but now I’m thinking of this for a tattoo).  I’ve also been playing Doom 3.  Anyway, I’ve grown up with legions of …

It’s been over a week now since my early-morning trip to the ER at Vanderbilt.  I ended up going because after one of my coughing fits, there was a thirty- to forty-second period that I was not breathing.  Out or in, not a single breath.  I had been having some coughing that I had to gasp afterwards; a slow, loud intake of air that took at least half a minute to just get back enough air to feel like I could still breathe.  But a week ago, it just stopped.  …

As some of you know, I am not feeling well as I write this.  The doctor at Vanderbilt this morning (3:30 AM this morning) seemed to think that there is the possibility I have freaking Pertussis (whooping cough).  Never mind that I was vaccinated against this; apparently it wears off.  Who knew.  And as one person pointed out, leave it to me to catch a disease from antiquity (throat culture results as of this writing are still pending).  Thus, I have a lot of time on my hands from three …

I saw this in a webcomic:
We can spend our lives always seeking, wanting more
or we can be satisfied with what we’ve got.
Which is the greater tragedy?