After the Fire 1
Regular readers will be aware that the semidetached brownstone next door caught fire this week and the Brooklyn FD battered down our door to make sure we were safe. One of the next door kitties is MIA, presumed dead.
Regular readers will be aware that the semidetached brownstone next door caught fire this week and the Brooklyn FD battered down our door to make sure we were safe. One of the next door kitties is MIA, presumed dead.
A study indicates that a daily drink has health benefits. We can stop researching now—we have gotten the results we wanted.
Call me an elitist but I fail to see the attraction—for viewers—in the whole <I>American Idol</I> phenomena. Of course, television has made millions from televising talent shows over the years so I guess it's just me that's out of step.
"Stevie!"
<I>Engadget</I> has a nice tutorial on setting up a front-projection HT. It's pretty good, other than suggesting you DIY a cable set out of CAT5. OTOH, <I>Engadget</I>'s suggestion that you create a cutout of the different aspect ratios is a brilliant idea I haven't seen anywhere else. For the price of a few pieces of cardboard, you can save yourself from making a costly screen mistake.
Mathematical proofs set to music. It's a fascinating idea in that wake-up-the-next-morning-and-saying-I-did-<I>what?</I> kind of way.
Maybe you're asking what I'm doing blogging at 3am? Interesting story, actually.
If this report can be believed (and, frankly, I has me doubts), teens are turning that "teen-repellant" HF tone to their own advantage. It's probably too good to be true, but wouldn't it be loverly?
Daniel Gilbert says absolutely! He also says it is quantifiable—if you consider "does this look clearer or does this?" a measurement.
I'm getting excited about the Show. You know what <a href="http://www.he2006.com/">Show</a> I'm talking about. I have this good feeling that I'm going to rock it. Hmm, thinking back, I've actually had this good feeling before every show I've attended. Then, I get there, I shake somebody's hand, and I get sick. Disappointed and fatigued, I get left in the dust. <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/010606neer/">The guys call me names.</a> But, that's not going to happen this time. No, it isn't. Today is a new day.