Lynne Kiesling Some funky stuff is happening here, including comments disappearing without my removing them. I have hit the limit of the old MT-Blacklist and it’s pushing me to upgrade to MT 3.2.12, which should happen this evening if I can entice the KP IT support engineer (i.e., the KP Spouse) to spend a Friday …
Lynne Kiesling Please join me in welcoming my dear old (and yes, it’s depressing to say that!) friend Adam to the Internet at Arthur’s Seat. Arthur’s Seat is one of the most dramatic geologic features of Edinburgh, and thus forms the theme for Adam’s commentary from Scotland, on Scotland and beyond. He writes beautifully, and …
How cool is this: vampire bat saliva has a clot-busting compound that could lead to new drugs to prevent strokes.
Happy holidays to one and all. I’m off to my in-laws in Maryland.
I am at the airport, where my dad and I are awaiting a flight to Paris. He’s never been, and has wanted to go for a very long time, so I used his recent birthday-that-factors-into-the-prime-numbers 5,3,2 and 2 as an excuse for a trip! Updates as events warrant.
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This New York Times article from Thanksgiving lists me as a woman blogger who writes about economics and energy deregulation. I appreciate that Lisa Guernsey, the author, also noted my link to Bonne Marie Burns’ Chicknits weblog! Gee whiz. I hope Megan McArdle does show up on Ms. magazine’s master list of women bloggers, although …
Okay, it’s snowing here, and my Weather Pixie is still not wearing any gloves! At some point I’d like to program her to wear jaunty, hand-knitted gloves, scarf and hat when the temp goes below 40F. In my copious free time …
I live across the street from an elementary school in the Chicago Public School system, and I was just aroused from my writing by cheering and clapping and honking of cars on the main street through my neighborhood. I looked out the window and saw a parade of all of the school’s children, by classroom, …
The cello is the most soulful, most personal, most moving musical instrument. Yo-Yo Ma is playing accompaniment to Rudolph Guiliani’s reading of the WTC names, and it’s deeply moving. Reading the names with such intimate accompaniment reminds us of how personal this was and is, and that this is about real people living real, free, …
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