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Will be movin this blog. Looking for fresh start and somethin a little more customizable. There!

Thanks Opera!

Will still leave my stuff here though.

Hey you Guuuuuyyyyysss!!!



Big early childhood influence. If PBS keep their word, I think 2008's gonna be a fun year.

So looking forward to reliving a kid's life bigsmile

Kwout it!

Introducing: No need for cutting and pasting of snippets of websites! Just kwout it! Learnt this from Techcrunch.

Victory, however...

Weather: Rain! Lots and Lots of Rain.

Managed to finish the gruelling 13.1 miles. The upshot of endorphins after the event sent me to cloud nine.

Good exposure, considering that it's my first half-marathon. More to come, I hope. However, now I'm down with the flu. Guess the run took a good hit at my immune system. It's lotsa fluids, soup, hot food and rest that I need!

Are meetings boring?

Wow. It's been that long.

Here's a little something to learn, to spice up one's presentations. Enough of those long meetings with lousy slides!



Am attempting 13.1 miles this weekend. Hope I can make it.

Security Update for Windows XP (KB925902) - A fine example of crap.

This is just wonderful, MicroCrap.

http://forums.microsoft.com/MSDN/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=772390&SiteID=1
http://support.microsoft.com/?kbid=925902
http://support.microsoft.com/kb/935448

I'm just keeping XP for playing games. Thus the dualboot.

If not for my need for games I'll just freakin go SuSE all the way.

Today, 40 years ago.


This day, in 1968 marks the tragic massacre of hundreds of civillians (numbers vary from 347 to 504, depending on source) in the village of My Lai. Wrong intel provided to the US military stated that the village was occupied by VC or VC sympathizers. Hundreds of elderly, women and children were forced into a ditch, and killed by automatic fire.

Cover ups, finger pointing and witchhunts ensued, with Lt. Bill Calley of Charlie Company, 1st Battalion, 20th Infantry Regiment being the scapegoat of such an atrocity. At the end of the day, hundreds of innocent lives were taken away, just as hundreds were killed in 9/11 and in Iraq.

A moment to remember these victims.



So this is Christmas...

Previous run: 10km.
Weather: Rain! Lots of it!

It's wet, and soggy, and difficult get some serious running or biking done these days.

So what is Christmas? What should it be?

Images from wikipedia

Amidst the joy and good cheer and the booze, let us never forget that there are millions on this planet who need our help. We commemorate World Aids day, Yellow Ribbon day, Earth day and what-have-you. Let Christmas be a culmination of all that. Help someone out. Pay it forward. Bring a lonely soul back for your turkey dinner. Before we turn it into a one-time-slugfest of goodies to those who need it, remember that they need help all year round.

A few other resources to check out:
Ever received a bad Christmas present? Too many picture frames and calendars?
Divert money spent on Christmas presents to more worthy causes.


"So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
A new one's just begun"
-John Lennon, 1940-1980

"Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmas time"
-Band-Aid

Causes of death among children

Previous run: 7km.

Weeks ago I was listening to a feature programme on the BBC world service.

The three leading causes of death among children under the age of five in UN member countries for 2000-2003 are:
Neonatal causes
Respiratory diseases
Diarrhoea

Source: World Health Organization data, 2005 (pdf file)

The programme went on to describe the causes of diarrhoea in developing countries. The main cause was, contaminated water.

People who live in city slums around the world have no access to piped water. Most of their water comes from wells, which collects groundwater.

There are little or no sanitation facilities. Hence people defaecate in plastic bags and these get disposed of near the water source.

Harmful organisms in human faeces get leeched to the water source, and diseases spread this way.

So next time we turn on the faucet, let us not waste this precious resource.

And remember that clean water is a human right.

An Apache Indian Story



Creation

In the beginning nothing existed--no earth, no sky, no sun, no moon, There was only darkness everywhere.

Suddenly from the darkness emerged a thin disk, one side yellow and the other side white, appearing suspended midair. Within the disk sat a small bearded man, Creator, the One Who Lives Above. As if waking from a long nap, he rubbed his eyes and face with both hands.

When he looked into the endless darkness, light appeared above. He looked down and it became a sea of light. To the east, he created yellow streaks of dawn. To the west, tints of many colors appeared everywhere. There were also clouds of different colors.

Creator wiped his sweating face and rubbed his hands together, thrusting them downward. Behold! A shining cloud upon which sat a little girl.

"Stand up and tell me where are you going," said Creator. But she did not reply. He rubbed his eyes again and offered his right hand to the Girl-Without-Parents.

"Where did you come from?" she asked, grasping his hand.

"From the east where it is now light," he replied, stepping upon her cloud.

"Where is the earth?" she asked.

"Where is the sky?" he asked, and sang, "I am thinking, thinking, thinking what I shall create next." He sang four times, which was the magic number.

Creator brushed his face with his hands, rubbed them together, then flung them wide open. Before them stood Sun-God. Again Creator rubbed his sweaty brow and from his hands dropped Small- Boy.

All four gods sat in deep thought upon the small cloud.

"What shall we make next?" asked Creator. "This cloud is much too small for us to live upon."

Then he created Tarantula, Big Dipper, Wind, Lightning-Maker, and some western clouds in which to house Lightning-Rumbler, which he just finished.

Creator sang, "Let us make earth. I am thinking of the earth, earth, earth; I am thinking of the earth," he sang four times.

All four gods shook hands. In doing so, their sweat mixed together and Creator rubbed his palms, from which fell a small round, brown ball, not much larger than a bean.

Creator kicked it, and it expanded. Girl-Without-Parents kicked the ball, and it enlarged more. Sun-God and Small-Boy took turns giving it hard kicks, and each time the ball expanded. Creator told Wind to go inside the ball and to blow it up.

Tarantula spun a black cord and, attaching it to the ball, crawled away fast to the east, pulling on the cord with all his strength. Tarantula repeated with a blue cord to the south, a yellow cord to the west, and a white cord to the north. With mighty pulls in each direction, the brown ball stretched to immeasurable size, and it became the earth! No hills, mountains, or rivers were visible; only smooth, treeless, brown plains appeared.

Creator scratched his chest and rubbed his fingers together and there appeared Hummingbird.

"Fly north, south, east, and west and tell us what you see," said Creator.

"All is well," reported Hummingbird upon his return. "The earth is most beautiful, with water on the west side."

But the earth kept rolling and dancing up and down. So Creator made four giant posts: black, blue, yellow, and white to support the earth. Wind carried the four posts, placing them beneath the four cardinal points of the earth. The earth sat still.

Creator sang, "World is now made and now sits still," which he repeated four times.

Then he began a song about the sky. None existed, but he thought there should be one. After singing about it four times, twenty- eight people appeared to help make a sky above the earth. Creator chanted about making chiefs for the earth and sky.

He sent Lightning-Maker to encircle the world, and he returned with three creatures, two girls and a boy found in a turquoise shell. They had no eyes, ears, hair, mouths, noses, or teeth. They had arms and legs, but no fingers or toes.

Sun-God sent for Fly to come and build a sweathouse. Girl- Without-Parents covered it with four heavy clouds. In front of the east doorway she placed a soft, red cloud for a foot-blanket to be used after the sweat.

Four stones were heated by the fire inside the sweathouse. The three creatures were placed inside. The others sang songs of healing on the outside, until it was time for the sweat to be finished. Out came the three strangers who stood upon the magic red cloud-blanket. Creator then shook his hands toward them, giving each one fingers, toes, mouths, eyes, ears, noses and hair.

Creator named the boy, Sky-Boy, to be chief of the Sky-People. One girl he named Earth-Daughter, to take charge of the earth and its crops. The other girl he named Pollen-Girl, and gave her charge of health care for all Earth-People.

Since the earth was flat and barren, Creator thought it fun to create animals, birds, trees, and a hill. He sent Pigeon to see how the world looked. Four days later, he returned and reported, "All is beautiful around the world. But four days from now, the water on the other side of the earth will rise and cause a mighty flood."

Creator made a very tall pinion tree. Girl-Without-Parents covered the tree framework with pinion gum, creating a large, tight ball.

In four days, the flood occurred. Creator went up on a cloud, taking his twenty-eight helpers with him. Girl-Without-Parents put the others into the large, hollow ball, closing it tight at the top.

In twelve days, the water receded, leaving the float-ball high on a hilltop. The rushing floodwater changed the plains into mountains, hills, valleys, and rivers. Girl-Without-Parents led the gods out from the float-ball onto the new earth. She took them upon her cloud, drifting upward until they met Creator with his helpers, who had completed their work making the sky during the flood time on earth.

Together the two clouds descended to a valley below. There, Girl- Without-Parents gathered everyone together to listen to Creator.

"I am planning to leave you," he said. "I wish each of you to do your best toward making a perfect, happy world.

"You, Lightning-Rumbler, shall have charge of clouds and water.

"You, Sky-Boy, look after all Sky-People.

"You, Earth-Daughter, take charge of all crops and Earth-People.

"You, Pollen-Girl, care for their health and guide them.

"You, Girl-Without-Parents, I leave you in charge over all."

Creator then turned toward Girl-Without-Parents and together they rubbed their legs with their hands and quickly cast them forcefully downward. Immediately between them arose a great pile of wood, over which Creator waved a hand, creating fire.

Great billowy clouds of smoke at once drifted skyward. Into this cloud, Creator disappeared. The other gods followed him in other clouds of smoke, leaving the twenty-eight workers to people the earth.

Sun-God went east to live and travel with the Sun. Girl-Without- Parents departed westward to live on the far horizon. Small-Boy and Pollen-Girl made cloud homes in the south. Big Dipper can still be seen in the northern sky at night, a reliable guide to all.
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