Before I can effectively end my self-imposed solitude and once again educate the masses, I must first define what I mean by convergence. I define it as the consolidation of power over several desired media. For example, Time Warner Cable now offers services in internet connections, phone connections, and cable television, all of which used to be run by several different companies.
It was while I was driving home from work, rocking out to the Beatles. All of the sudden, a painful bright light shown in my eyes like a slap to the face. My vision cleared, and it was then that I realized that it really was a slap to the face. An abnormally small newspaper had taken that very opportunity to fly through my open window and try to ram its pages up my nose.
Nothing scares the hell out of me more than the idea of being trapped in
lockstep living. I can't stand knowing that my major may lead me to a life of
repetitive boredom. I quit my old job in childcare to work in a garden and now I've
gone and changed both my major and desired college. I thought I wanted a degree
Did you know you can get 5 points just for rating a post? You did? Then why the hell don't you rate?
I go to community college, so I have the extreme pleasure of having only to pay $20/unit. At 18 units a semester, that's only $720 every year. Isn't beautiful? But I can only bask in this awesomeness for another semester and a half, because next year I go to a "real" college.
Yesterday, I saw the greatest movie of our generation: Shoot 'Em Up. It
had no character development, corny dialogue, and absolutely no
plot, "thin as tissue paper" as one critic called it. But not once did
that bother me.
A woman’s clitoris has eighteen parts, all of which play a
If all the humans on Earth suddenly disappeared, do you know how much healthier our planet would be? Without the ivory trade, the half-million elephant population would increase twenty-fold in 100 years. In fact, after only a year, over 1 million birds would be saved from death with the failed blinking tower lights and electrical wires. Only another 19 years, and the Panama Canal would reseal itself.
This page is so chalk full of dates and half-lives and doomsdays, I was really quite surprised. The world without us seems like such a blissful place; besides, you know, being without us. Here are a couple more examples:
