...that I'm still reading about. It appears that the LDS church has issued an apology for their part in the Mountain Meadows Massacre, and the cover-up which occurred after that. The killing happened 150 years ago today, and was recently the topic of a movie called "September Dawn." Read along with me:
Deseret News Article
From the LDS website
Text of Elder Henry B. Eyring's remarks
More info later as I find it.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
I knew it!
Sometimes I think I'm the only person in the world who doesn't like popcorn. It's mostly the smell, I think. Especially the microwave stuff. I always thought that the fumes from that were toxic, and now I have proof!
Read about the toxic fumes here!
Read about the toxic fumes here!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Innumeracy
Over the lunch hour, I heard an old song (1986) on the radio. It is by Wang Chung, and it's called "Everybody Have Fun Tonight".
In the first line of the song, the lyrics say, "I'd drive a million miles to be with you tonight." It's a nice sentiment, but let's look at the reality.
Assume you could average 60 miles an hour. That's driving 75mph or more, with occasional breaks. A million miles at that speed would take a million minutes, which is 16,667 hours. Even driving 16 hours a day, that would take over 1041 days, or the better part of 3 years.
Love (lust?) is blind, and sometimes innumerate.
In the first line of the song, the lyrics say, "I'd drive a million miles to be with you tonight." It's a nice sentiment, but let's look at the reality.
Assume you could average 60 miles an hour. That's driving 75mph or more, with occasional breaks. A million miles at that speed would take a million minutes, which is 16,667 hours. Even driving 16 hours a day, that would take over 1041 days, or the better part of 3 years.
Love (lust?) is blind, and sometimes innumerate.
I still walk the earth...
... but I've been lax at posting lately. I just looked, and the last post I made was while I was in San Francisco. Bad.
I get a little magazine called "Imprimus" from Hillsdale College. It is on my "must-read-immediately" list when it comes in each month. It's only a single article, usually about 4 pages, on a topic of current interest. If you don't get it, you should. It's free. If you can't find out how to get it, let me know and I'll have them add you to the list.
This month's issue is on the Global Warming situation. I was going to write about it here, but my buddy Wes did such a good job that I'll just point you to his blog. I'm lazy that way. He even went to their website and got the entire article and quotes it!
Click here to read it!
I get a little magazine called "Imprimus" from Hillsdale College. It is on my "must-read-immediately" list when it comes in each month. It's only a single article, usually about 4 pages, on a topic of current interest. If you don't get it, you should. It's free. If you can't find out how to get it, let me know and I'll have them add you to the list.
This month's issue is on the Global Warming situation. I was going to write about it here, but my buddy Wes did such a good job that I'll just point you to his blog. I'm lazy that way. He even went to their website and got the entire article and quotes it!
Click here to read it!
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
San Francisco #3
Not much to report today. Monday was the first day of meetings. If the rest of the week is as good as Monday, the trip will be, um, "Worth Every Dollar". I learned more in one day than I could have learned in a month of reading. I'm really excited to get on the exhibit floor today. Now that I know some of the questions to ask, I'm ready to talk to vendors.
The weather is still beautiful. The announcers can't believe the heat. Yesterday it got into the low 70s. They are even saying that some people may need to turn on their air conditioners! Looking out over the bay bridge this morning, I don't see any significant fog, just some haze. It really is pretty here. I think I understand why people love to live here, but I'm sure the weather isn't like this all the time.
The Moscone Center, where my meetings are being held, is underground. According to their website, it was quite a challenge to meet fire codes. There have to be a lot of fire exits, and from underground that's a challenge. But they did it. Above it, they've built the Yerba Buena Gardens, a beautiful park. Every day, it's full of people laying out in the sun, doing exercises, or watching the ducks in the water. I'll try to get some pics today.
The weather is still beautiful. The announcers can't believe the heat. Yesterday it got into the low 70s. They are even saying that some people may need to turn on their air conditioners! Looking out over the bay bridge this morning, I don't see any significant fog, just some haze. It really is pretty here. I think I understand why people love to live here, but I'm sure the weather isn't like this all the time.
The Moscone Center, where my meetings are being held, is underground. According to their website, it was quite a challenge to meet fire codes. There have to be a lot of fire exits, and from underground that's a challenge. But they did it. Above it, they've built the Yerba Buena Gardens, a beautiful park. Every day, it's full of people laying out in the sun, doing exercises, or watching the ducks in the water. I'll try to get some pics today.
Morning Pun
On the news this morning, the announcer was talking about a tree that's a bit of a landmark in some town here in California. It's growing into the street and causing a bump, so the city is planning to cut it down. Many residents don't want it taken down. They've even named the tree "Tom".
According to the announcer, the city leaders have a name for the tree, too. They call it "Tim ... ber".
According to the announcer, the city leaders have a name for the tree, too. They call it "Tim ... ber".
Monday, August 20, 2007
San Francisco #2
Sunday afternoon, I went over to the Convention Center and picked up my badge and conference materials. I'm glad I did ... they gave me a really nice jacket and all the proceedings for all four days. I was able to bring that stuff back to the hotel rather than lug it around all day today.
In the late afternoon, my Missouri buddies called. We got the car and my camera was safely in the back seat. They took me sightseeing. We drove down the crookedest street in the world, then up to Coit Tower. On the way, we took a few streets that are just too steep to be believed. And pictures don't show it ... they tend to flatten things.
Coit Tower is atop one of the mountians right in the middle of town. We got tickets to go to the top. While we were there, the fog started to roll in off the ocean. Earlier in the day I had been regretting packing nothing but long-sleeved shirts, but by that time of the afternoon I was glad for them and my jacket. I'm used to fog that occurs when it's mostly calm, but this fog came with a stiff cool breeze.
We headed to the italian district, passing dozens of restaurants that looked unbelievably yummy. Alas, we could not find any place to park. It doesn't take you long to figure out why most people don't drive here. If you want to go somewhere, public transport and your two feet are the best choices. We ended up back at the hotel and set out walking. Not more than a couple of blocks down, we came across a little bistro with live jazz. One of my buddies said he had eaten there before, so we went in. The jazz show was excellent, and the food was filling. I had my tastebuds set for italian and I got chicken cordon bleu, but it was OK.
Today I start the conference that I came out here for.
In the late afternoon, my Missouri buddies called. We got the car and my camera was safely in the back seat. They took me sightseeing. We drove down the crookedest street in the world, then up to Coit Tower. On the way, we took a few streets that are just too steep to be believed. And pictures don't show it ... they tend to flatten things.
Coit Tower is atop one of the mountians right in the middle of town. We got tickets to go to the top. While we were there, the fog started to roll in off the ocean. Earlier in the day I had been regretting packing nothing but long-sleeved shirts, but by that time of the afternoon I was glad for them and my jacket. I'm used to fog that occurs when it's mostly calm, but this fog came with a stiff cool breeze.
We headed to the italian district, passing dozens of restaurants that looked unbelievably yummy. Alas, we could not find any place to park. It doesn't take you long to figure out why most people don't drive here. If you want to go somewhere, public transport and your two feet are the best choices. We ended up back at the hotel and set out walking. Not more than a couple of blocks down, we came across a little bistro with live jazz. One of my buddies said he had eaten there before, so we went in. The jazz show was excellent, and the food was filling. I had my tastebuds set for italian and I got chicken cordon bleu, but it was OK.
Today I start the conference that I came out here for.
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