<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:31:48.836-07:00</updated><category term='food vail backstory'/><title type='text'>Knowledge Project</title><subtitle type='html'>We fill each other (and you, our dear reader) in on the ginormous amount of things that we don't know.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-934127979142095266</id><published>2009-10-31T19:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:08:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>Baggage flot firmly in hand, she suddenly felt the weight of his absence leaden her chest as she turned to face the welcoming smiles on the other side of the glass.&lt;p /&gt;She thought it strange that she felt it only then, and not when they had pecked chastely goodbye just before she entered the core-tubes, or when she had settled into her seat, or when she had her irises scanned for immigration. Not even once during the 47 Rio-Tokyo journey did she fell anything amiss. Putting the unease tempoarily out of her mind, she swiveled her head as she walked past the glass partition, until she saw the tell-tale purple puff of yarn weaving through the crowds. &lt;p /&gt; &amp;quot;Ethel!&amp;quot; she crowed, even though she needn&amp;#39;t have said a word as the butler-bot had already registered her arrival.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://nnwm09.posterous.com/the-beginning-128"&gt;Shirlene vs. 50,000 words&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-934127979142095266?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/934127979142095266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=934127979142095266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/934127979142095266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/934127979142095266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning_31.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-5378489753439044766</id><published>2009-10-31T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:08:14.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>Baggage flot firmly in hand, she suddenly felt the weight of his absence leaden her chest as she turned to face the welcoming smiles on the other side of the glass.&lt;p /&gt;She thought it strange that she felt it only then, and not when they had pecked chastely goodbye just before she entered the core-tubes, or when she had settled into her seat, or when she had her irises scanned for immigration. Not even once during the 47 Rio-Tokyo journey did she fell anything amiss. Putting the unease tempoarily out of her mind, she swiveled her head as she walked past the glass partition, until she saw the tell-tale purple puff of yarn weaving through the crowds. &lt;p /&gt; &amp;quot;Ethel!&amp;quot; she crowed, even though she needn&amp;#39;t have said a word as the butler-bot had already registered her arrival.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://nnwm09.posterous.com/the-beginning-128"&gt;Shirlene vs. 50,000 words&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-5378489753439044766?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5378489753439044766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=5378489753439044766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5378489753439044766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5378489753439044766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginning.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-7994684742629487365</id><published>2009-10-27T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:45:53.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Commons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Enough with reading.  Here's videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative Commons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/goY6kdkzg9ky.m4v" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Science Commons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="237" data="http://blip.tv/play/goY60Pgig9ky.m4v" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://blip.tv/play/goY60Pgig9ky.m4v"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-7994684742629487365?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7994684742629487365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=7994684742629487365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/7994684742629487365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/7994684742629487365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/creative-commons.html' title='Creative Commons'/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-432002936596706808</id><published>2009-10-25T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:26:59.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(34, 34, 34);"&gt;&amp;quot;Live for something bigger than just yourself.  People spend so much time becoming good at things, but they never remember they carry the wishes of all those who they beat to get where they are.&amp;quot;  -Friend&amp;#39;s Facebook status update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/motivation-46"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-432002936596706808?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/432002936596706808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=432002936596706808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/432002936596706808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/432002936596706808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-463592530837446811</id><published>2009-10-18T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:03:44.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Statuses</title><content type='html'>Is John Gore&lt;br /&gt;At Mr. Big concert?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m not here right now, I&amp;#39;m trying to find&lt;br /&gt;A quarter of the marmalade skies mid&lt;br /&gt;Term Season! Take a breath.&lt;br /&gt;Before you hit the water you&amp;#39;ll need a damn good massage.&lt;br /&gt; And dumplings.&lt;p /&gt;I hope to own this someday, I just wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Not here.&lt;br /&gt;Wine and beer!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my mojitos!&lt;br /&gt;So full.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday, 11:02am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://facesinclouds.posterous.com/statuses"&gt;faces in clouds&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-463592530837446811?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/463592530837446811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=463592530837446811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/463592530837446811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/463592530837446811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/statuses.html' title='Statuses'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-8201079181422563029</id><published>2009-10-18T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:17:00.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it pays to listen during mass</title><content type='html'>"To a person who's hungry, the good news is food. To a person who's &lt;br /&gt;thirsty, clean water. To a person who's sick, the good news is health &lt;br /&gt;and nutrition. To a person who's lonely, the good news is &lt;br /&gt;companionship. The good news is concrete and real; it is much more &lt;br /&gt;than just a book." &lt;p /&gt; Said by the visiting missionary priest based in Kenya at mass yesterday evening.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/sometimes-it-pays-to-listen-during-mass"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-8201079181422563029?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8201079181422563029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=8201079181422563029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8201079181422563029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8201079181422563029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-it-pays-to-listen-during-mass.html' title='Sometimes it pays to listen during mass'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-6901154785619471914</id><published>2009-10-18T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:45:58.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To ponder on when you're eating chicken</title><content type='html'>"A man will sometimes waste his whole life on the development of one &lt;br /&gt;part of his body - the wishbone." -Robert Frost&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/to-ponder-on-when-youre-eating-chicken"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-6901154785619471914?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6901154785619471914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=6901154785619471914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6901154785619471914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6901154785619471914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-ponder-on-when-you-eating-chicken.html' title='To ponder on when you&amp;#39;re eating chicken'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-4199156927143846423</id><published>2009-10-17T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:00:45.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On walking when your legs feel like jelly, and other  post-marathon-ing delights</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;from 1 Jun 09, post-running&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first emotion that hit me after I finished my very first marathon was anger.&lt;p /&gt;It galled me that I still had to walk after I had subjected my legs to 42km of asphalt, concrete, sand, hills, and fake promises of &amp;quot;just 1km more&amp;quot;, that I couldn&amp;#39;t simply collapse on the road in the blessed space right after the final gantry. &lt;p /&gt; Admittedly, I was only kinda miffed at having travel the 20m distance from the finish line to collect the finisher&amp;#39;s medal and t-shirt. However, the thought that I had to drag my sorry pairs of calves and thighs and knees uphill to the Changi Village Subway from the finishers area in an inhuman half hour was nothing short of incendiary.&lt;p /&gt; All thoughts of meeting up with my friends at the predetermined time of 7:30 flung heatedly out of my mind, I had the presence of mind to ask permission from another similarly exhausted lady to share her cardboard seat. After punishing my body for 7 hours, I couldn&amp;#39;t allow myself to sit on the sand and make my shorts grubby. So I&amp;#39;m not totally destroyed, but no amount of tentative sips of sports drink or changing my seating position brings my body any iota of respite for now - I&amp;#39;ll count this as being as exhausted as I ever want to be.&lt;p /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://facesinclouds.posterous.com/on-walking-when-your-legs-feel-like-jelly-and-0"&gt;faces in clouds&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-4199156927143846423?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4199156927143846423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=4199156927143846423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/4199156927143846423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/4199156927143846423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-walking-when-your-legs-feel-like.html' title='On walking when your legs feel like jelly, and other  post-marathon-ing delights'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-6625197378696273176</id><published>2009-08-20T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:20:19.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Women’s Crusade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="posterous_bookmarklet_entry"&gt; &lt;embed name="nytSWF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.nytimes.com/packages/flash/multimedia/swfs/AS3Multiloader.swf" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="contentPath=http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/flash/multimedia/TEMPLATES/SlideShowPromo/SlideShowPromo.swf&amp;amp;allowCaching=on&amp;amp;embedId=embed1&amp;amp;dataURL=http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/flash/multimedia/TEMPLATES/SlideShowPromo/data/20090817_MAG_women.xml&amp;amp;=" height="304" wmode="opaque" quality="high" width="190" style="" /&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/23/magazine/23Women-t.html?pagewanted=7"&gt;nytimes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;"... After Luck and her entourage disappeared, Tererai began to study on her own, in hiding from her husband, while raising her five children. Painstakingly, with the help of friends, she wrote down her goals on a piece of paper: “One day I will go to the United States of America,” she began, for Goal 1. She added that she would earn a college degree, a master’s degree and a Ph.D. — all exquisitely absurd dreams for a married cattle herder in Zimbabwe who had less than one year’s formal education. But Tererai took the piece of paper and folded it inside three layers of plastic to protect it, and then placed it in an old can. She buried the can under a rock where she herded cattle." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You need to hear how this story ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/the-womens-crusade-0"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-6625197378696273176?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6625197378696273176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=6625197378696273176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6625197378696273176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6625197378696273176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/womens-crusade.html' title='The Women’s Crusade'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-3835835868722945373</id><published>2009-08-16T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:33:54.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary home for fb favorite quotes</title><content type='html'>“What is real?” asked the Rabbit one day. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside and a stick-out handle?’&lt;p /&gt;“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you when a child loves you for a long time, not just to play with, but really loves you, then you become real.”&lt;p /&gt; “Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.&lt;p /&gt;“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are real you don’t mind being hurt.”&lt;p /&gt;“Does it happen all at once like being wound up?” he asked, “or bit by bit?”&lt;p /&gt; “It doesn’t happen all at once. You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or have to be carefully kept. Generally by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, your eyes drop out, and you get loose in the joints, and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” ~Ailin&amp;#39;s blog.&lt;p /&gt; &amp;quot;Go. Do. Be.&amp;quot; ~teva&lt;p /&gt;&amp;quot;Never stop exploring.&amp;quot; ~the north face&lt;p /&gt;&amp;quot;You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.&amp;quot; ~Madeleine L&amp;#39;Engle&lt;p /&gt; &amp;quot;What marries me to you? Is it a piece of paper? Then I am not married to you. Is it Church approval? Then I am not married to you. Is it the fact of a roof, the fact of a bed, the fact of two keys in one lock? Then I am not married to you. Is it the Eye of the Law? Then I am not married to you.&lt;p /&gt; If it is the daily pleasure in your face. If it is the quickening of my spirits at your face, if it is your face I seek when I seek no other, if it is the love of you that is consent, if it is consent to be of the same mind, then let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; ~Art &amp;amp; Lies, Jeanette Winterson, from Char Lim fav quotes&lt;p /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh... So I see you like erm... milk...&amp;quot; ~Eugene, demonstrating a possible pickup line to be used at the neighbourhood supermarket.&lt;p /&gt;&amp;quot;Anima Sana In Corpore Sano&amp;quot; ~asics&lt;p /&gt; &amp;quot;And all shall be well and&lt;br /&gt;All manner of thing shall be well&lt;br /&gt;By the purification of the motive&lt;br /&gt;In the ground of our beseeching.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;~Little Gidding III, T.S. Eliot&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/temporary-home-for-fb-favorite-quotes"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-3835835868722945373?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3835835868722945373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=3835835868722945373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/3835835868722945373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/3835835868722945373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/temporary-home-for-fb-favorite-quotes.html' title='temporary home for fb favorite quotes'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-2328799924130442510</id><published>2009-08-16T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:45:43.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World</title><content type='html'>&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;by Five for Fighting&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&lt;p /&gt;Got a package full of Wishes&lt;br /&gt; A Time machine, a Magic Wand&lt;br /&gt; A Globe made out of Gold &lt;p /&gt;  No Instructions or Commandments&lt;br /&gt; Laws of Gravity or&lt;br /&gt; Indecisions to uphold &lt;p /&gt;  Printed on the box I see&lt;br /&gt; A.C.M.E.&amp;#39;s Build-a-World-to-be&lt;br /&gt; Take a chance - Grab a piece&lt;br /&gt; Help me to believe it &lt;p /&gt;  What kind of world do you want?&lt;br /&gt; Think Anything&lt;br /&gt; Let&amp;#39;s start at the start&lt;br /&gt; Build a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt; Be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt; History starts now... &lt;p /&gt;  Should there be people or peoples&lt;br /&gt; Money, Funny pedestals for Fools who never pay&lt;br /&gt; Raise your Army - Choose your Steeple&lt;br /&gt; Don&amp;#39;t be shy, the satellites can look the other way &lt;p /&gt;  Lose the Earthquakes - Keep the Faults&lt;br /&gt; Fill the oceans without the salt&lt;br /&gt; Let every Man own his own Hand&lt;p /&gt;  What kind of world do you want&lt;br /&gt; Think Anything&lt;br /&gt; Let&amp;#39;s start at the start&lt;br /&gt; Build a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt; Be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt; History starts now... &lt;p /&gt;  Sunlight&amp;#39;s on the Bridge&lt;br /&gt; Sunlight&amp;#39;s on the Way&lt;br /&gt; Tomorrow&amp;#39;s Calling &lt;p /&gt;  There&amp;#39;s more to this than Love&lt;p /&gt;  What Kind of world do you want&lt;br /&gt; What Kind of world do you want&lt;p /&gt;  What Kind of world do you want&lt;br /&gt; Think Anything&lt;br /&gt; Let&amp;#39;s start at the start&lt;br /&gt; Build a masterpiece&lt;p /&gt;  History Starts Now&lt;p /&gt;  Be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt; Start Now&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/world"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-2328799924130442510?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2328799924130442510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=2328799924130442510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2328799924130442510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2328799924130442510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/world.html' title='World'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-2135508348921098194</id><published>2009-08-13T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:46:56.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm lovin' it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/shirlene/H5aRj6A959YxodnlKNGKsCRckLUZAzM4buhIA7I7Ju3PVV9KbRkkb40sXg0Y/mega_tamago_01.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/shirlene/EzBklutPxmEEJa9CY3zr778nufVXIFY1iL6rzCMxGLTgPoLQYMD0AonBOPVE/mega_tamago_01.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" height="524"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know if this is real, but if it is... *goggles*&lt;p /&gt;Another terrible food choice brought to you by McDonald&amp;#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcdonalds.co.jp/sales/new/mega_tamago/"&gt;http://www.mcdonalds.co.jp/sales/new/mega_tamago/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/im-lovin-it-2"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-2135508348921098194?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2135508348921098194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=2135508348921098194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2135508348921098194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2135508348921098194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-lovin-it.html' title='i&amp;#39;m lovin&amp;#39; it'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-500949160119786646</id><published>2009-08-05T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:38:33.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-less</title><content type='html'>restless, listless, mindless, soulless, directionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experiencing a distinct lack of drive.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://facesinclouds.posterous.com/-less-0"&gt;faces in clouds&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-500949160119786646?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/500949160119786646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=500949160119786646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/500949160119786646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/500949160119786646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/08/less.html' title='-less'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-7757952991264943859</id><published>2009-04-10T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:27:14.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
389 Years Ago  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://wallstats.com/389yearsago/../css/images/389-big.jpg" height="" width="500" /&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://wallstats.com/389yearsago/"&gt;wallstats.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;"A tyopgraphic journey through four centuries of black history." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm inordinately proud of this little titbit in the middle: &lt;br /&gt;"Rhode Island becomes the first colony to ban the importation of slaves." &lt;p&gt;I love that small, big hearted, state.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/389-years-ago-0"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-7757952991264943859?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7757952991264943859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=7757952991264943859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/7757952991264943859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/7757952991264943859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/389-years-ago.html' title='&#xA;389 Years Ago  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-5886677442365264547</id><published>2009-04-09T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:50:47.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New President at RISD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; His name is John Maeda. He grew up in Seattle in a family of tofu makers, he's an electrical engineer from MIT by training, a prolific graphic designer by profession, author of the book "&lt;a href="http://lawsofsimplicity.com/"&gt;The Laws of Simplicity&lt;/a&gt;", TED presenter not once, but twice, father to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; daughters. He totally transcends and shatters any label you try to put on him, and he seems like an absolutely awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was inaugurated as RISD President on 12 September 2008, and his nifty, inclusive inauguration speech can be found &lt;a href="http://our.risd.edu/start-here/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, which happens to be on &lt;a href="http://our.risd.edu/"&gt;Maeda's RISD blog, our.risd.edu&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.brown.edu/Administration/President/"&gt;President Simmons&lt;/a&gt;, can you have a blog, too, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Maeda through his talk &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/john_maeda_on_the_simple_life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Simplicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at TED 2007. Whimsical, beautiful, fun, inspiring. As a Mechanical Engineer wondering what to do with her life, I have more hope now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this little gem on &lt;a href="http://our.risd.edu/"&gt;our.risd.edu&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://our.risd.edu/wp-content/uploads/laillustrators.gif" height="350" width="235" /&gt;    &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://our.risd.edu/2009/02/page/3/"&gt;our.risd.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;*dreams about going to RISD*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com/"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/risd-illustrators"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-5886677442365264547?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5886677442365264547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=5886677442365264547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5886677442365264547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5886677442365264547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/risd-illustrators.html' title='New President at RISD!'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-8340980516482352183</id><published>2009-04-05T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:05:50.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
The richest fake things  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.1:  Uncle Sam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   -Net Worth: Infinite, Source: Engraving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.2:  McDuck, Scrooge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   -Net Worth: 29.1B, Source: Treasure Hunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.5:  Hutt, Jabba The&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;   -Net Worth: 8.4B, Source: Crime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.13:  Burns, Montgomery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   -Net Worth: 0.9B, Source: Energy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.15:  Mr. Monopoly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   -Net Worth: 0.8B, Source: Real Estate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Company&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 2:  Acme Corp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -Net Worth: 348.7B, Source: Making EVERYTHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/2008/12/18/fictional-15-richest-characters-oped-fictional1508_cx_mn_de_1218fict15_land.html"&gt;http://www.forbes.com/2008/12/18/fictional-15-richest-characters-oped-fictional1508_cx_mn_de_1218fict15_land.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/the-richest-fake-things"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-8340980516482352183?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8340980516482352183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=8340980516482352183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8340980516482352183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8340980516482352183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/richest-fake-things.html' title='&#xA;The richest fake things  '/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-574106001205459468</id><published>2009-04-05T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:50:26.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
5 words that should be in the OED  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Happification&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicifying&lt;br /&gt;Disrespectation&lt;br /&gt;Swankified&lt;br /&gt;Dictionarised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, C! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do new words come about in the Oxford English Dictionary, the self-exulted &amp;quot;definitive record of the English language&amp;quot;?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of Oxford&amp;#39;s English dictionaries aim to include primarily those  words that have genuinely entered the English language. The use of a  newly invented word by a single person is not sufficient to merit a  dictionary entry (unless the person happens to be, for example, William  Shakespeare or Jane Austen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...There is nothing to stop you using an invented word - so long as you  don&amp;#39;t mind the fact that it will not be understood and will have to be  explained every time. If it genuinely fills a gap in the language, then  it may well catch on among a significant section of the population. It  will then have become part of the language, and if it is used in print  (or can be traced, for example, in scripts or transcripts of  broadcasts), it will fall within the sphere of the &lt;i&gt;OED&lt;/i&gt;&amp;#39;s Reading Programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.askoxford.com/asktheexperts/faq/aboutdictionaries/inventedwords"&gt;askoxford.com.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;So all I have to do now is become William Shakespeare. Or Jane Austen. Or, if you read the entirety of link above, Rudyard Kipling, Emily and Anne Brontë, J.R.R. Tolkien, or Edward Lear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices, choices.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/5-words-that-should-be-in-the-oed-0"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-574106001205459468?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/574106001205459468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=574106001205459468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/574106001205459468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/574106001205459468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-words-that-should-be-in-oed.html' title='&#xA;5 words that should be in the OED  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-8223332331516172735</id><published>2009-04-04T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:08:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
How lazy can I be?  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Purpose&lt;/span&gt;:  Can you get stronger and grow new muscle by simply cutting yourself?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Background&lt;/span&gt;:  How does all this weight lifting make us stronger?  Supposedly the answer is you microly tear (microtear) your muscle when you use it, then new muscle grows on top of it.  So if you combine this &amp;quot;fact&amp;quot; with the another fact that &amp;#39;bigger is better&amp;#39;, if I just knife my arm and make a huge tear, I&amp;#39;ll have accomplished weeks of lifting in one day, right?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Methods&lt;/span&gt;:  Internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Results&lt;/span&gt;:  False  :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Discussion&lt;/span&gt;:  Muscle grows from protein synthesis - but what triggers it?  Muscle tear?  As it turns out, muscle tearing is just the result of using muscle.  That&amp;#39;s it.  The actual trigger for protein synthesis is the neural drive that stimulates muscle contraction.  The more that pathway is used, the more some chemicals are released and those activate the genes for protein synthesis.  So ends up, there&amp;#39;s no short cut for this.  Boo.  (Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muscle_hypertrophy" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(42, 93, 176); "&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muscle_hypertrophy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/how-lazy-can-i-be"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-8223332331516172735?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8223332331516172735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=8223332331516172735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8223332331516172735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8223332331516172735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-lazy-can-i-be.html' title='&#xA;How lazy can I be?  '/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-2761732274222526496</id><published>2009-04-03T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:00:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
Facebook, YouTube at work make better employees   </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/lifestyleMolt/idUSTRE5310ZH20090402"&gt;http://www.reuters.com/article/lifestyleMolt/idUSTRE5310ZH20090402&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the working peeps chatting online, including myself, of course.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/facebook-youtube-at-work-make-better-employee"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-2761732274222526496?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2761732274222526496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=2761732274222526496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2761732274222526496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2761732274222526496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/facebook-youtube-at-work-make-better.html' title='&#xA;Facebook, YouTube at work make better employees   '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-8145128998956070292</id><published>2009-04-02T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:01:50.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
How to win one of those "Best Places to Work" awards, Dilbert Style  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.dilbert.com/dyn/str_strip/000000000/00000000/0000000/000000/30000/9000/000/39057/39057.strip.sunday.gif" height="" width="500" /&gt;    &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.dilbert.com/strips/comic/2009-01-25/"&gt;dilbert.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Moo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/how-to-win-one-of-those-best-places-to-work-a"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-8145128998956070292?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8145128998956070292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=8145128998956070292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8145128998956070292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8145128998956070292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-win-one-of-those-places-to-work.html' title='&#xA;How to win one of those &amp;quot;Best Places to Work&amp;quot; awards, Dilbert Style  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-2816533771629839751</id><published>2009-03-31T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:15:52.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
CNY 2010  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the Chinese (Lunar) New Year in 2010 is 14 Feb, Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means... in Singapore, I get 15 and 16 Feb off work, which also means that I should go find someplace interesting to put myself during my extended weekend.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Skiing in Japan, anyone? *nudges Charlie*&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/cny-2010"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-2816533771629839751?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2816533771629839751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=2816533771629839751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2816533771629839751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2816533771629839751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/cny-2010.html' title='&#xA;CNY 2010  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-691070627987902643</id><published>2009-03-31T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:45:56.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
How fast is our world changing?   </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;From J, see video for answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="417" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIDLIwlzkgY&amp;rel=1&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIDLIwlzkgY&amp;rel=1&amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="417" wmode="transparent" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/how-fast-is-our-world-changing"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-691070627987902643?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/691070627987902643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=691070627987902643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/691070627987902643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/691070627987902643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-fast-is-our-world-changing.html' title='&#xA;How fast is our world changing?   '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-906157344109309263</id><published>2009-03-29T04:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:51:11.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
If You Knew Sushi  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.vanityfair.com/images/culture/2007/06/cuar01_sushi0706.jpg" height="304" width="493" /&gt;&lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/2007/06/sushi200706?printable=true&amp;amp;currentPage=all"&gt;vanityfair.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The difference between a bad sushi joint and a good sushi joint is: at a good sushi joint the sweetness of the sushi doesn't challenge the taste of the fish. The difference between a good sushi joint and a very good sushi joint is: at a very good sushi joint the sweetness of the sushi doesn't challenge the taste of the fish, and the fish is very good. The difference between a very good sushi joint and a great sushi joint is: at a great sushi joint the sweetness of the sushi doesn't challenge the taste of the fish, the fish is excellent, and, piece after piece—sushi should never be served more than one piece at a time; each piece should come freshly made directly from the chef's hands to you—the meal unfolds in a concert of many varied tastes, some delicate and some strong, all in a sequence of subtle harmony and balance that leaves you exquisitely satisfied, in a way that Mrs. Paul never could." &lt;p&gt;Anyone has spare tickets from Singapore to Tokyo lying around?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://shirlene.posterous.com/if-you-knew-sushi-0"&gt;Shirlene's posterous&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-906157344109309263?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/906157344109309263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=906157344109309263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/906157344109309263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/906157344109309263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-knew-sushi.html' title='&#xA;If You Knew Sushi  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-936866357896146083</id><published>2009-03-27T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:35:28.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
Miwok  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/knowledgeproject/SRf5D5hsl8j0kfVTNfOzbJxCZJzvTMoZ485duPBWa2aTSJcENtxWtxT8bWW1/41b15322-d83a-4901-9170-a11b8a.jpg" width="440" height="440"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#39;m lurking on REI, ogling at the Gregory Maya bag I want to get, when I chance upon its male counterpart, the Gregory Miwok. Picture courtesy of REI.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miwok sounds like ewok, but it&amp;#39;s not a cute furry thing. From &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miwok"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miwok&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miwok&lt;/b&gt; (also spelled &lt;b&gt;Miwuk&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Mi-Wuk&lt;/b&gt;, or &lt;b&gt;Me-Wuk&lt;/b&gt;) can refer to any one of four linguistically-related groups of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_Americans_in_the_United_States" title="Native Americans in the United States" target="_blank"&gt;Native Americans&lt;/a&gt;, who lived in what is now &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northern_California" title="Northern California" target="_blank"&gt;Northern California&lt;/a&gt;, who spoke one of the &lt;i&gt;Miwokan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Utian_languages" title="Utian languages" target="_blank"&gt;Utian&lt;/a&gt; family. The word &lt;i&gt;Miwok&lt;/i&gt; means &lt;i&gt;people&lt;/i&gt; in their native language.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/miwok-0"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-936866357896146083?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/936866357896146083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=936866357896146083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/936866357896146083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/936866357896146083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/miwok.html' title='&#xA;Miwok  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-5614504938194367690</id><published>2009-03-22T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:38:58.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
Manhattan vs Singapore  </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sushi wins, and I owe him a drink: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singapore" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Area&lt;br /&gt;   - Total: 710.2 km2 (274.2 sq mi)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manhattan" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manhattan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Area&lt;br /&gt;   - Total: 33.77 sq mi (87.5 km2)&lt;br /&gt;   - Land: 22.96 sq mi (59.5 km2)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So my perception that Singapore is just Manhattan with an airforce is somewhat spurious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is like 8 Manhattans with an airforce.&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/manhattan-vs-singapore"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-5614504938194367690?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5614504938194367690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=5614504938194367690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5614504938194367690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5614504938194367690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/manhattan-vs-singapore.html' title='&#xA;Manhattan vs Singapore  '/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-6840640378933229118</id><published>2009-03-22T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:03:49.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;shirlene&gt;"... when used as a general term, is a color that is a dark yellow,&lt;br /&gt;orange, or red, of low luminance relative to lighter or white colored&lt;br /&gt;objects."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... was the first college in the nation to accept students regardless&lt;br /&gt;of religious affiliations. The school also has the oldest&lt;br /&gt;undergraduate engineering program in the Ivy League (1847)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... is the second album by rock group P.O.D.. The album was released&lt;br /&gt;on Rescue Records."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love wikipedia. test post for posterous.&lt;/shirlene&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://posterous.com/"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;   from &lt;a href="http://knowledgeproject.posterous.com/brown-13"&gt;knowledge project&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-6840640378933229118?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6840640378933229118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=6840640378933229118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6840640378933229118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/6840640378933229118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2009/03/brown_22.html' title='Brown...'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-5081541833922806091</id><published>2008-06-29T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:39:52.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens to released helium balloons?</title><content type='html'>While at Vail's Sunday Market, Shirlene and I saw a released yellow balloon and wondered what would become of it?  Does it eventually pop?  Fly forever?  Slowly return back to the ground?  Get eaten by birds mistaking it for candy?  Well, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When let go, they rise at a rate of 2-m/s&lt;br /&gt;2.  After 1.5 hours they reach an altitude of 5 miles&lt;br /&gt;3.  At this point, the temperature is about negative 40 degrees C - because its so cold, the balloon becomes mad inelastic.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Simultaneously, while rising, the atmospheric pressure decreases and since the pressure in the balloon is the same, it gets larger.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Eventually, there's a point where the balloon becomes too inelastic and the pressure keeps pushing to increase the volume of the balloon.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Wait for it...&lt;br /&gt;7.  POP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-5081541833922806091?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5081541833922806091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=5081541833922806091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5081541833922806091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/5081541833922806091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-happens-to-released-helium.html' title='What happens to released helium balloons?'/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-2111538834306194616</id><published>2008-06-29T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:18:14.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compy Ram</title><content type='html'>I'm currently looking into upgrading my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;macbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; memory from 1GB to 4GB.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  So I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;newegg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.com and looked up what's up ... unfortunately there were all these specs for memory and I had no clue about anything so... here we are.  Info for when you get around to upgrading your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;compy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffered/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Unbuffered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This is a hardware thing that allows your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compy&lt;/span&gt; to talk more easily with your memory.  Only beneficial/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;usable&lt;/span&gt; for servers when you're running like 10 RAM sticks for 128GB of memory.   O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Latency&lt;/span&gt; - How fast it is.  The lower the faster ... on the order of nanoseconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ECC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Error correcting code.  Another hardware thing, sounds cool but only compatible with servers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heat Spreader&lt;/span&gt; - Its a sheet of stuff that manufactures add on for dispersing heat better, more surface area I think.  The popular belief, however,  says that they're useless - possibly trapping heat and making things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you get around to buying memory, ends up you want the specs to say "no" and just make sure the MHz is right.  Simple enough.  done.  (and never buy memory from the apple store  :-p )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-2111538834306194616?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2111538834306194616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=2111538834306194616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2111538834306194616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/2111538834306194616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/compy-ram.html' title='Compy Ram'/><author><name>Yongpravat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06256701183737981981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481912818590218896.post-8851873082795348286</id><published>2008-06-28T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:59:49.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food vail backstory'/><title type='text'>FIRST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;backstory: Charles and I figured that the stuff we don't know could fill an encyclopedia, so we've set up this blog to update each other on the things we've just found out about on google. Unfortunately, the address googleblogger.blogspot.com was already taken by the google folks. But KNOWLEDGE PROJECT (courtesy of Charles) sounds pretty cool too, so that's what this is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm at Vail, CO, visiting Charles, and we found this wonderful gelato place called Rimini at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;675 Lionshead Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We've had it twice in two days. Naturally, the question came up as to what the difference is between gelato and ice cream. And, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.worldoficecream.com/icecream_vs_gelato.htm"&gt;World of Ice Cream&lt;/a&gt;, we present this answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lesser ice creams also have more air whipped in. As much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; as half the carton may be air, in fact. More air--or "overrun"--means softer ice cream that scoops more easily and melts more quickly. Premium ice creams have very little air added; &lt;strong&gt;gelato has no air added at all&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;... usually include&lt;/span&gt; more egg yolks, more milk and less cream&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;... [and] actually has &lt;strong&gt;less fat&lt;/strong&gt; than regular ice cream, [although] gelato's low overrun makes for an extremely dense, rich and creamy treat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aMOPkosJAmM/SGcHpgPbrgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z9u8RgB8QWs/s1600-h/IMG_8281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 190px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aMOPkosJAmM/SGcHpgPbrgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z9u8RgB8QWs/s320/IMG_8281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217147102942703106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's cup of heaven = pistachio gelato + white chocolate raspberry gelato + giant caramel pistachio chunk. Thank you JWU person behind the counter! We're definitely going again tomorrow, mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3481912818590218896-8851873082795348286?l=knowledgeproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8851873082795348286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3481912818590218896&amp;postID=8851873082795348286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8851873082795348286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3481912818590218896/posts/default/8851873082795348286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knowledgeproject.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-and-neil-should-call-us-back.html' title='FIRST!'/><author><name>ms tummy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14897714877114909490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aMOPkosJAmM/SGcHpgPbrgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z9u8RgB8QWs/s72-c/IMG_8281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
