He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven

 

[caption id="attachment_1853" align="alignright" width="150" caption="William Butler Yeats (1933)"][/caption] Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,  

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

____________________________________ by:  William Butlet Yeats

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Poop burgers, anyone?

Fascinating how reality is catching up with science fiction these days.  We probably don't have much of a choice as the world's population is getting larger, mortality rates going down, and food getting scarce... Space and resources becoming premium. Japanese scientists were tasked to research on how best to handle the tons of sewage their country produces.  They've come up with an answer in the form of meat made from human wastes.  Watch the video for their explanation.

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For now, I can imagine eating meat or burgers made from poop feeling weird and yucky, but I have no doubt it will become normal in the future.  Just like drinking water recycled from sewage will also be normal.  Can you picture all this? It's interesting, isn't it?   Trivia:  Did you know Frank Herbert has written about recycling sweat, dead bodies and human wastes in his Dune novels?  The movie Soylent Green also features such recycling technology.  And that Singapore recycles waste water for drinking? Sources:  Youtube, Gear Diary, Fox News

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Happy Fathers Day!

"There is something ultimate in a father's love, something that cannot fail, something to be believed against the whole world." ~ Frederick W. Faber

Its Fathers day once again and again I'm spending it alone.  At home.  No point in getting all sappy and depressed by going out to the malls and seeing all the dads with their kids. I did celebrate, though.  I went to the mall yesterday and watched Green Lantern.  In 3D, no less. So there, no need to feel sorry for me, right?  Still wish I could have watched it with my kids.  I'm sure they would have loved it equally.  They never grew up with comic books.  Manga, yes.  Comic books, no. Most of all, I miss my own father.  Wish he were still here.   Note:  Picture sourced using FlickSourcer.

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Related but Not

Forty is the old age of the youth.  Fifty is the youth of old age. As mentioned before, I'm in-between but definitely still young. And, no, I don't have any hang ups.  If I do have any, it's being stuck in a time warp for two years. I wonder who remembers how these two seemingly unrelated objects are related.  Don't be afraid to show your age.   :P Note:  I just found this in some random site whose URL I no longer recall.

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Biggest Face-Palm Moment...

The weekend started innocently enough. Slow night at work and an even slower start of the weekend.  It was so slow I decided to fix my hard drive problem which has been bothering me for the longest time now, corrupted clusters.  Undeletable deleted files. As soon as I made the decision, I started the process.  Running Windows's CHKDSK utility to start fixing it.  After 3 hours, it got fixed alright.  No more lost data around the hard drive.  Until I started checking the integrity of the various files I have. Rummaging through my 160GB drive, checking on the data I have in there, I discovered to my horror that I lost all the pictures I have ever taken from my trusty SE K800i!!!  ARGH!!!  Over four (4) years of pictures!  LOST!!!  Kaput! Disappeared!  :( I should have taken the time to back them all up before doing anything to my drive. I should have burned them all to a DVD.  I should have... I should have done... <sigh> Using Recuva, I tried to recover the deleted data.  After 5 hours of trying, no dice. The pictures are truly lost to the ether.  The only consolation I have, apart from the 2010 pictures, is that the more important ones have been uploaded to the website already.  So those are not completely lost. The 2010 pictures, though, they're gone. All gone.  :( Lesson learned.  Again.  Backup, backup and backup some more.  And never be lazy about it.  Darn it... Note:  This is how I am feeling right now...  So frustrated.

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PPC Pasta!

There I was, just arrived home from work early in the morning.  Thin of funds with an equally thin cupboard and an angrily growling tummy.  Opening the refrigerator did me not much good, either.  Nothing was ready to eat or can be easily nuked within 2 minutes.  No junk food either.  Then a brilliant idea hit me!   [caption id="attachment_1781" align="alignright" width="210" caption="PPC Pasta!"][/caption] PPC Pasta!  Yes!  Pesto-Parmesan-Chorizo Pasta, i.e.  That's what I'll make to eat.  What an idea.   I went about chopping up a bulb of garlic and 4 frozen pieces of my Mom's homemade chorizo.  Then I boiled 2 eggs.  Boiled me some pasta, too. There. Preliminary preparations are done. Once everything was cleaned and put away, I prepared my trusty old multi-cooker appliance and started some olive oil simmering in the pan.  Put in the garlic, waited until it turned brown then added in the chopped chorizos.  When everything was cooking along nicely I put in the pasta to the mix.  Saute style, my usual pasta cooking technique for that perfect al dente texture. Added fresh ground black pepper to taste and voila!  Done. With everything now on the plate, I poured a generous sprinkling of parmesan cheese and served with soft drinks.  I don't have wine, sorry.  ;) Ahhhh...  yummilicious! Anybody want to give it a try?  You can also put red Tabasco sauce for that sweet spicy chili tang.  :D

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Books

PC: Dan is currently finished reading Deltora Quest from 1 to 8 and is standing by for Deltora Shadolands and Deltora Dragons thank you

Neoboy, KidSpeak! http://kidspeak.pineda.ca

Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing

sorry for itself.

A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough

without ever having felt sorry for itself.

by:  D.H. Lawrence

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