Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
The project I'm working on right now has got some problems. Not least of
which is that I have so impressed the client that he does not even ask
if something is possible, he just sends 65 revisions, 5 pages worth of
"quick littke fixes".
I'm catching up on podcasts, and watching the progress bar very
--thePrisoner (from Sidekick)
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Read more about it here.
click on the pic for the full size one
more pics here
Monday, February 20, 2006
Nels over at the Tiki-Zone just sent me this. I think it might be a preproduction model but it sure is cool. Then the nice folks at boingboing got hold of it (wee!) so now I guess he's gotta make 'em.
Now if he'll just make that mac-mini mod he was drawing up...
Friday, February 17, 2006
Posted February 15, 2006
By Abraham McLaughlin
Christian Science Monitor
There’s a tradition around Africa that when people get their pictures taken, they stare stone-faced into the camera.
To an American eye it looks so severe and dour. My hunch is that it’s because there aren't all that many personal cameras on the continent. Most photos here are taken for formal portraits, passport pictures, ID badges, etc. That's in contrast to the US, where most photos are informal snapshots taken with the millions of cameras that Americans own.
But it hasn’t always been that way. Think of the black-and-white portraits from the 19th century of people like Abraham Lincoln. They're all stone-faced and serious. Back then, picture-taking was a new and rare technology. Having your portrait done was a serious event. No smiles, please.
Well, it’s the same today in Africa. I may be chatting amiably with some person who’s laughing and smiling, but the minute I take out my camera, they get all serious.
So I’ve taken to telling people here about the American habit of saying "cheese" before a picture is taken. They, understandably, think this is quite strange – and begin smiling and laughing at this odd American custom. And that’s exactly what I want. They’re back to their smiling selves. And I get the picture that, to American eyes, looks natural.
-Ah, the power of Cheese.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
Click on the pic, genius
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Horrific death in a cheese factory
Man, 22, killed after falling into processing machine
By Michael McHugh
06 February 2006
The mother of a 22-year-old factory worker who died after falling into a cheese processing machine spoke last night of her anguish at his horrific death.
Matt Dixon (22) died instantly when he fell into the machine at the Glanbia cheese factory at Magheralin. His devastated mother Ann has paid tribute to him as generous and selfless.
Today on Cheese Friday, let us pay tribute to those brave men and women who daily risk life and limb to bring us the tasty goods known as Cheese. These are the unsung heros of Cheese. Join me as I raise my Cheddar in the air to salute Matt Dixon.
This one's for you, Cheese dude.
-Mr. DNA (knows this post is in bad taste)
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
I thought I'd change gears and tell you about someone. I was out of the loop for a while but now I'm back in the rut. A couple of you know my Grandmother passed away Jan 26th. We buried her Feb 3rd. I spent a lot of last week going to and from either LAX or the Hemet/San Jacinto area. I have to say it wasn't a horrible thing, actually. I was able to shuttle around relatives that I haven't seen in many years, and catch up on events in their lives.
"Granny" was what we called her. Granny was the name everyone called her, and I mean everyone. My family has a way of taking in strays. Not dogs or cats, but people. Granny was known to many of my "Uncles", "Aunts", and "Cousins" who I am not related to by blood but rather through her (and my grandfather) taking in these "relatives" when they were in need. Not that she needed any more mouths to feed, having 7 children of her own. But I guess she just didn't know how to turn anyone away. My parents kept the tradition alive and Mrs. DNA and I try to also (many bands have slept on our floors).
She was born and raised in Oklahoma. In 1937 the family moved to the Coachella Valley in California. Imagine the Grapes of Wrath but instead of driving they sold everything they owned and used the money to buy tickets on a train headed for (hopefully) a better life. I'm sure that the hard times helped make her the caring person she was.
At the viewing, the funeral, and the wake a lot of people talked about her cooking and how good her biscuits were. The biscuits she made were well known to anyone who had ever been lucky enough to visit her kitchen. I know you're probably thinking, "what could be so special about biscuits?". Just try to imagine your favorite food, and then winning the lottery while eating. Trust me, they were that good. The funny part about her cooking is that when she was a new wife she was a notoriously bad cook. I've heard stories of her trying to make rice or biscuits and being so ashamed of how the food turned out she buried it behind the house before her husband came home. But of course, when it rained all the evidence came bubbling up to haunt her.
When she died I found out something I had never known. Her middle name was Ruby. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it was a shock to me. How could I have not known her middle name? It makes me imagine that maybe she had some secret life none of us ever knew about. Maybe she was Amelia Earhart's copilot? I know it's silly, but I guess it shows you people never cease to surprise us.
At her death she was 95. She lived a very long life and had the family to show for it; 7 kids, 19 grandchildren, 24 great-grandchildren (with number 25 on the way) and numerous others who knew her and called her, "Granny".
Dorothy Ruby Julian
I can still hear her calling my name.
Friday, February 03, 2006
February 03, 2006
Men surrender to the cheese-eating titan of fast food
From James Bone in New York
THINK twice before inviting Sonya Thomas to dinner. She’s a professional “gurgitator”.
On Wednesday she won the World Grilled Cheese Eating Championship, eating 26 grilled cheese sandwiches in ten minutes at the Planet Hollywood restaurant in Times Square.
She won $8,000 but said: “I could have done better.” She was aiming for 30 sandwiches, she said. It was a close win. Her nearest competitor, Joey Chestnut, ate 25½ sandwiches.
It was not her first victory.The tiny Korean-American woman can wolf down 37 hot dogs in 12 minutes, 56 hamburgers in eight minutes, and 65 hard-boiled eggs in six minutes, 40 seconds.
Although she weighs only 7½ stone, it takes her 12 minutes to devour a whole roasted turkey.She can eat almost 5lb of fruitcake in ten minutes, 11lb of cheesecake in nine minutes, and 8.4lb of baked beans in two minutes, 47 seconds.
Ms Thomas, 38, the manager of a Burger King on Andrews Air Force base in Virginia, has taken the world of competitive eating by storm. She won almost $50,000 in prizes last year and currently holds 23 world records, including the extraordinary feat of downing 9lb of New Orleans crawfish jambalaya in ten minutes flat. Sometimes after feasting, her normal body weight increases by 10lb.
Her success in defeating men three or four times her size has gained her a reputation on the circuit as The Black Widow.
“Like the female Black Widow spider, it is my desire to eliminate the males. In competitive eating I want to eat more or faster than my male counterparts,” she says. “It’s difficult for some male egos to accept defeat by a member of the opposite sex, especially a little one like me.”
Born in South Korea, the carpenter’s daughter was raised on a traditional diet of rice and vegetables. But when she emigrated to America in 1997 she developed a taste for french fries and drums of Diet Coke. She became interested in competitive eating when she saw the Japanese sensation Takeru Kobayashi win New York’s annual hot dog-eating contest on TV.
At a qualifying round, Ms Thomas struggled through her first hot dog, before noticing that other contestants were dunking their buns in water and breaking the sausages in half. She copied them and won with 18 hot dogs in 12 minutes.
Ms Thomas says her talent is due to a large stomach capacity, able to handle up to 16lb of food and liquids. Her ambition is to topple Mr Kobayashi as the No 1 competitive eater in the world — and then buy a fast-food restaurant of her own.
SHE HOLDS AT LEAST 23 RECORDS INCLUDING:
37 hot dogs in 12 minutes
65 hard-boiled eggs in 6 minutes, 40 seconds
5.75lb of deep fried asparagus spears in 10 minutes
11lb of cheesecake in nine minutes
80 chicken nuggets in five minutes
167 BBQ chicken wings in 32 minutes
40 crab cakes in 12 minutes
A 9lb cheeseburger in 27 minutes
44 lobsters (11lb 5oz of meat) from the shell in 12 minutes
10lb 3oz of meatballs in 12 minutes
46 dozen oysters (552) in 10 minutes
48 soft chicken tacos in 11 minutes
-Mr. DNA (is hungry)