What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"

Monday, January 14, 2013

Linkee-poo was a soldier at age thirteen

Sorry for the lateness, folks. As a PSA, with increased clinical time this semester and a change in my lab times the publishing schedule here will become even more erratic. I know, that will take a lot to believe that it could be worse, but I think as we progress through this program we will reach whole new levels of discombobulation and lateness. That includes posting links to things long outdated by the social conversation that is the internet. I apologize in advance, but it can't be helped. To add to the fun-ness, it looks like I also have a new freelance design client.

Kurt Vonnegut with the eight keys to the power of the written word. "Readers want our pages to look very much like pages they have seen before. Why? This is because they themselves have a tough job to do, and they need all the help they can get from us." If that isn't genius, I don't know what is. (Grokked from Mrs Tadd)

"I Will Revise" sung to the tune of "I Will Survive." Now only if we could get Frank from MIB II to sign it out. (Grokked from Rae Carson)

On the slow death of Barnes and Noble. Doomed to the struggle for the legal tender. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

It's not as big as you said it would be. Yeah, I've been on dates like that. Wait, that's not what I mean… Turns out our galaxy might not be as hefty as we originally imagined. First we're not the center of the universe, then we're not the center of the solar system, then we're not the center of the galaxy, then our galaxy isn't the center of the universe, and now we find out that it's not as big. Oh, the inhumanity. (Grokked from WannabeWriter06)

Corporations don't like you. The people at work don't understand why I'm going to school. Hell, sometimes I want to quit. Like almost every week. At the day thing they say I'll have a job forever. Well, I've learned that lesson. This isn't my first time to the rodeo.

Janiece shares her frustrations concerning working with health insurance for her Mom. During the healthcare reform debate I remember lots of people telling me they never had a problem with their insurance and it was all peaches and cream. However, whenever I talked with people who have actually had to use the insurance for more than basic stuff, almost all of them had similar stories. And don't get me started on the outrageous wait times to see a doctor, or worse, a specialist. Tell me again why this system doesn't need continuing reform, 'cause I keep forgetting.

To paraphrase the old joke, we knew what Beck and Limbaugh are, but now we know the price. (Grokked from the Slactivist)

Alligator Quotient: Old MacDonald had a farm, ei, ei, Ouch!

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