Category Archives: Metablogs

I gots me some new software and updated my stylin’ sheets. Welcome back! There are some bugs in the styles right now. If you see anything weird, send me a message. I’ll probably get to it eventually.

This is one of those inside baseball posts. On my main page, I have two things that everyone ignores on the sidebar: Word of the Day and Your Random Weather Report. They both use a script to grab data from external sites–Wordsmith.org in the former and the National Weather Service in the latter. Lately, they’ve [...]

Blame it on Jack White, I guess, but I’m really into red right now. But red is a deep color. It represents change, which is what we need now. Red is revolution, and I wouldn’t oppose a bit of that. Red is a warning, so let the new design represent that. Other things, too, long [...]

There is an overwhelming aspect to caring about things. Events that I cannot possibly control knock my psyche about. Sure, I want to write about them, and if you were to talk to me, face-to-face, very quickly I would rant about them, but what really is the point? Nothing is going to change. This is [...]

There is a great article, titled “Science Wars II,” on CSICOP about the Bush adminstration’s total disregard for scientific data, and scientists and researchers are getting pretty sick of it. The author makes a conclusion: We don’t have to postulate a nefarious conspiracy, then, to explain the war on science that has manifested itself during [...]

Be gone for a week. Please do not spam my comment section until I get back.

I can admit when I was wrong, and these past couple of weeks have been full of humble pie. So when I said bin Laden was definitely dead, I was, in fact, mistaken. A little late, but I wanted the record to be clear. I wonder why he isn’t, of course, as should most Americans, [...]

I’ve been so behind in updating anything on my site. So, I’m making a secret pledge to myself to work at least an hour a day on the damned thing. That doesn’t mean that there will be updates everyday, of course, ’cause a lot of it is behind the scenes. I would make a pledge [...]

Okay, I can admit when I’m wrong. Janet Jackson’s apparent pastie was, in fact, a giant piece of jewelry that fit around her nipple. Well. Ignore most of what I said, then, because it really is the end of civilization. And, so far, no heads have rolled in the Plame case. This is okay. A [...]