Ab ovo usque ad mala

I've been synchronizing my phone with my PC for a while, and because of repeated exposure to something I've concluded is counterintuitive, I feel I must cast my vote on the proper spelling of the abbreviated progressive tense: Synching. Here are three reasons why we should be synching and not syncing: 1. The pronunciation of "syncing" would naturally be "sin-sing." 2. "Synching" has been in use in print and online in the "lip synching" sense for decades now. 3. "Synching" more closely points back to the word it's abbreviating. And here's a bonus reason: 4. "Syncing" just looks retarded. Now, I know people would be tempted to read it "sin-ching" like they're celebrating monetary success ("I just won ten bucks at slots! Sin ching!"). They may even start classifying it as a homonym to "cinching." But I think there are enough words in the English language that use "ch" f...

I will join the consensus on the Internet and cast my vote that Paul Graham is a genius. Samples of his essays: Stuff Identity .

David Carradine (72), Ed McMahon (86), Farrah Fawcett (62), Michael Jackson (50), Billy Mays (50). And I am not the only one to have noticed this. Gentlemen, start up your conspiracy theories...Seriously, I kind of want to propose one of my own. They weren't really young...some had health issues, some didn't. Man, man, woman; man, man: should we be expecting another famous woman to die now? In Robert Ludlum style, I can't really imagine a plausible theory that these deaths would really fulfill some evildoer's devious plan. Depress the American public, so that...? Plus, I think that Michael Jackson alone would be enough. Well, my money is on a famous woman to die. Some bloggers say Elizabeth Taylor. Who knows? I won't wish it on anyone. No one should have to go before their time.

So a lot of people have already blogged about this but I still think it's weird. Being born without a uterus disqualifies you from joining the Army. I would think it a plus. Weird.

When I was in Iraq, the locals used to bring their lunches to work in these super cool lunch pails which consisted of 3 or 4 round pans about 2x7" that nestled on top of one another in a frame that held them tight...so like they were able to have bread, yogurt sauce, meat, tabbouleh or whatever, nice and separate. The stuff they brought was always tasty and they always shared. I tried looking for a lunch pail like that on the internet. I couldn't find it. Guess I don't have the right keywords...

The things that are most challenging are often the most rewarding. But if you think about it, this is kind of self-evident because if we didn't think something challenging was going to be rewarding, we might not do it in the first place. Sure, holding your breath for a long time is challenging, but not terribly rewarding. That's why people don't do it a lot. Ha ha.

6 billion people and counting. I give birth to a son hoping that he will be able to support himself in this world. I give birth to a daughter believing that she will be smart enough to get by. I instill in them a moral sense that guides them to do unto others... (In my heart I assert that they are better than those poor people) (In my heart I know that my kids can beat them to the food) (In my heart I realize that it cannot but come to this) God, how possible is it to feed myself without taking food from someone else's mouth? God forgive me!