Re-Introducing the Real Windows Vista at Tauquil’s Blog
Nice merge of part of the keynote at CES demonstrating the ‘exciting new features’ that are coming in Windows Vista later this year that have been part of Mac OS X for almost a year.
Author: Joe White
Ok, earlier I posted about the tree I put up that Libby had left behind. In the comments, David and Libby have been having a “mine’s better” contest. David has been yelling at me about not putting up the picture of his tree, so here it is, all 14′ of it:
It went up in a shower of 16,000 Black Cat firecrackers on New Year’s. Mine just got taken to the curb. Libby, pics?
[been a while since I did one of these]
Driving back from the show last night, I saw an interesting-lookin lady walking along Montrose: pink mini-skirt with matching high heels, fur jacket, skinny legs, shoulder-length bleach-blonde hair. As I passed her, I saw that it was actually a man. First transvestite hooker (I can only assume) that I’ve seen.
In an email from my friend Cyrus:
Hey Joe! Attached are the lyrics for the song that traditionally
gets sung tonight. Are you familiar with them? I understand
that they are by the a Scot, Robert Burns. In the first
paragraph, he asks rhetorically if old friends and times should
be forgotten. The answer, in the second paragraph, is no
way!–we’re going to drink a toast and remember those who are no
longer nearby.
AULD LANG SYNE
Words adapated from a traditional song
by Rabbie Burns (1759-96)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp ,
And surely I’ll be mine,
And we’ll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
We twa hae run about the braes ,
And pou’d the gowans fine,
But we’ve wander’d monie a weary fit ,
Sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’t in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine ,
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin auld lang syne.
And there’s a hand my trusty fiere ,
And gie’s a hand o thine,
And we’ll tak a right guid-willie waught ,
For auld lang syne.
Meanings
auld lang syne (times gone by)
be (pay for)
braes (hills)
braid (broad)
burn (stream)
dine (dinner time)
fiere (friend)
fit (foot)
gowans (daisies)
guid-willie waught (goodwill drink)
monie (many)
morning sun (noon)
paidl’t (paddled)
pint-stowp (pint tankard)
pou’d (pulled)
twa (two)
CNN.com – Mount St. Helens releasing lava at astonishing pace – Dec 30, 2005:
Since then, the mountain has squeezed out about 102 million cubic yards of lava, more in 15 months than in the six years after the eruption.
That’s around 5300 times the size of Ayers Rock/Mount Uluru. When MSH exploded in 1980, it throw off about 3.2 billion cubic yards of material, or 168,000 times the volume of Ayers Rock.