Planet feeds

I don’t consider myself to be much of a food critic.  I know what I like, and I know what tastes good to me.  But I do not believe that I have that refined of a taste except maybe in some very specific types of cuisines.

There’s something about people in more well-to-do areas of North America that annoys me a lot.  Everytime I go to see the 4th of July fireworks, there’s always a ton of people who think that by putting a blanket on the ground and a few chairs that they now somehow hold a lease to that piece of land.  However, they always neglect to actually sit and keep an eye on their stuff.  My philosophy has always been this:  if your ass isn’t there, you have no claim to it.  I have been tempted on more than one occassion to take random blankets and chairs and remove them, and dump them in a much less a

I was recently participating in a discussion about the public school education system in the USA recently on Slashdot.  The basic premise of the article being discussed is how the No Child Left Behind Act actually leaves the advanced students behind.  I’ve seen a number of people who are of the opinion that if a child is sufficiently advanced academically, that said child can entertain himself when he finishes his work in a mere fraction of the time allotted to his classmates.  This does not make sense, because it tries to force children into yet another mold.  Not every child wants to ente

I am very saddened to tell the tale of a once fully independent person whose greatest fear is now being realized, though we are unsure yet as to whether she is aware of such.  Her greatest fear is to become a vegetable, an invalid, and a dependent.  Due to her advanced age, she has already become part of this, but still retained some mobility, independence, and cognoscence.  To tell you the truth, she made it this far and didn’t give up on any of these attributes of life without a long hard fight.  As of yesterday at dinner time, she has suffered a massive stroke and is at the current time