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Keeping safe, keeping sound, keeping rested

February 28, 2017

Broken Brain - Brilliant Mind

stick figures in different positions of falling over, standing upOne of the major long-term issues I have, thanks to all those mTBIs, is that I tend to get tired… but I don’t realize it, until I’m so tired I can’t rest enough to catch up. When I’m tired, my thinking is off — as in off. I get more impulsive, and I also get angry quickly. It kicks off a self-fulfilling prophecy of lots of activity, followed by increasing fatigue, followed by lots of activity (to pump myself up with adrenaline), leading to increasing fatigue…

And before I know it, I’m so tired, I can’t rest.

I’m tired. I’m wired. And I’m unbelievably impulsive. As in – reserve a new domain name and launch a new online business impulsive. As in – push myself to make poor choices that pump me full of adrenaline that make me feel like myself again, even though I’m putting myself in danger…

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May is Stroke Month

May 9, 2016

Vangi Uribe's Stroke Blog

It’s the fans that need spring training. You gotta get them interested. Wake them up and let them know that their season is coming.” Harry Caray

May is Stroke Month and some of these things about strokes I’ve noted before, but as I think about it, we just started the baseball season in the U.S. and Canada for Major League Baseball, which means we just finished the Spring Training season. I figure it’s alright to review these concepts. (If it works in baseball, why not with strokes?) It’s Spring Training for strokes! I think this is a great quote. Harry Carey was a sportscaster for several baseball teams, but I associate him most with the Chicago Cubs. I’ve always been impressed that professional baseball players get together before the season starts to review the basics of the sport, work on team attributes and try new plays in what they…

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Refuseniks Unite!

October 21, 2010

Refusenik: colloquial English for any type of protester.

Having been a member of the Facebook community for around a year, I have heard of some rather disturbing news regarding personal information posted there. This information supposedly was entered in my user profile and security settings were set to prevent anyone from accessing this information. Apparently, this security feature is being bypassed by certain advertisers who pay for the privilege of accessing any information they please.

The CEO of Facebook, Mark Zuckerberg, was called out on the matter by Facebook users and members of Congress, and promises were made to correct the situation, to prevent access to personal information with settings adjusted for optimum privacy. Zuckerberg said that Facebook users were not using their privacy settings correctly. I beg to disagree.

Lately, certain areas of the Facebook experience have been tweaked due to user complaints, like applications such as Farmville that supposedly allow advertisers access to users’ personal information. The simple answer is: if you value your personal information and want to keep it private, don’t use these apps!

I went into my Facebook User Privacy Settings area and checked the settings I made. It is possible to adjust them for access by certain groups (everyone, friends only, friends of friends, other) or disallow access completely. It also allows settings to block certain users and applications.

I found out by accident: the privacy settings are a convoluted mess.

It pays to look around. Check ALL the settings in every available window. Don’t assume anything is automatically set to maximum privacy.

I refuse to allow just anyone to access my Facebook information. If you feel the same way, check all your privacy settings and adjust accordingly. You have been warned – Facebook can be “Big Brother” if you are not careful.

Islands of San Seriffe

April 1, 2010

San Serriffe is an island nation in the southern oceans. Owing to a peculiarity of ocean currents and erosion, its exact position varies. A recent report locating it in the Bering Sea was presumably an error. On April 1, 2006 it was reported that San Serriffe was then just off New Zealand’s South Island, but if the rate of movement really is 1.4 km per year as published, San Serriffe should stay in the Indian Ocean for several millennia.

San Serriffe is an archipelago consisting of two main islands and a number of smaller ones. Of the larger islands, the more northerly (the Caissa Superiore or Upper Caisse) is roughly round and the more southerly (the Caissa Inferiore or Lower Caisse) round but with a promontory extending south-westwards from the south-east, at Thirty Point. The two major islands are separated by the Shoals of Adze, dominated by Cap Em. A major inland feature is a swamp, the Woj of Type.

The capital, Bodoni, is in the centre of the Caissa Superiore, and is served by an international airport. It is linked by fast highways to the major ports, including Port Clarendon and Port Elrod, which both provide ample commercial shipping facilities.

Upper Caisse in particular is well served by a network of railway lines serving Bodoni, the airport and the major coastal towns, including the phosphate mining and processing region in the north east. The main line, built by the Great North Bodoni Railway Company, had its own golf club, at Port Baskerville.

A ferry connects Adze on the south coast of the northern island to Cap Em on the north coast of the southern island and there were plans to build a west coastal line as far as Gill Cameo, but it is not known if this line was completed.

Possibly because of its reportedly remote and shifting location, the full history of San Serriffe has never been adequately told, but these basic details are known:

  • 1421. Discovered by adventurers recruited by John Street, an English admirer of Henry the Navigator. The crew made their historic landfall in the Shoals of Adze.
  • 1432–1439. Colonized by the Spanish and Portuguese.
  • 1659. Annexed by Great Britain.
  • 1815. Ceded to Portugal.
  • 1824–1836. The condominium (a term of uncertain meaning).
  • April 1, 1967. Independence; a social democratic government takes control.
  • June 1967. Colonel Hispalis seizes control.
  • August 1969. General Minion seizes control.
  • May 11, 1971. General M.-J. Pica assumes responsibility for the government, and institutes martial law and assumes full dictatorial powers in response to “foreign terrorist infiltration.” This leads to nationwide protests, escalating into civil war and 23 years of chaos and anarchy.
  • May 12 1997. First general election. Antonio Bourgeois swept to power.

The native people of San Serriffe are known as the Flong. However, the dominant group are of European stock, the descendants of colonists, known as colons. There is also a large mixed-race group, known as semi-colons. In the last available census (1973), as reported on April 1, 1977, the population was 1,782,724, with approximately 640,000 colons and semi-colons; 574,000 Flongs; 271,000 Creoles; 117,000 Malaysians; 92,000 Arabs; and 88,000 persons of other ethnic groups.

For many years following independence in 1967, San Serriffe had an autocratic form of government under military strongman General Pica. Democratic elections were held in 1997, and the winner was the charismatic Antonio Bourgeois.

Among the cultural highlights are:

  • The Cult of the Sonorous Enigma
  • The Festival of the Well-Made Play
  • The Ampersand String Quartet

The relaxation of the islands’ strict anti-pornography laws under the Bourgeois government has led to the publication of a series of risqué novels by Serriffean journalists, collectively referred to as the “Times Nude Romances”.

The bitter-sweet swarfega is prepared in various ways to create unique Serriffean dishes. Because of this, the local cuisine lacks the oily character of some related styles.

The national bird of San Serriffe is the kwote, a member of the guillemot (guillemets) family.

In October 2008 Donald Knuth established the Bank of San Serriffe (in Thirty Point, Lower Caisse, San Serriffe), which is an offshore institution that has branches in Blefuscu and Elbonia on the planet Pincus.

San Serriffe is a fictional island nation created for April Fools’ Day, 1977, by Britain’s Guardian newspaper. An elaborate description of the nation, using puns and plays on words relating to typography (such as “sans serif”), was reported as legitimate news, apparently fooling many readers. In more recent years knowledge of typography has spread through widespread use of computers, and so the jokes are much more likely to be spotted.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Serriffe

Is There a Santa Claus?

December 12, 2009

Eight-year-old Virginia O’Hanlon wrote a letter to the editor of New York’s SUN, and the quick response was printed as an unsigned editorial Sept. 21, 1897. The work of veteran newsman Francis Pharcellus Church has since become history’s most reprinted newspaper editorial, appearing in part or whole in dozens of languages in books, movies, and other editorials, and on posters and stamps.

We take pleasure in answering at once and thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of THE SUN:

“DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
“Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
“Papa says, ‘If you see it in THE SUN it’s so.’
“Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?

“VIRGINIA O’HANLON.
“115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET.”

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Howdy, world!

October 21, 2009

“In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.”
– Andy Warhol, 1968

This is the start of my blog. Here goes……..