Huh. Nice to know that Twitter gave away my content rather than sold it. Still, seriously… this is like AT&T owning everything I say when I use their service on my cellphone. Does no one else think this is absurd? Do I not own the content that I create if I create that content on Twitter? Shouldn’t *I* be the one to decide if I want to give my Tweets to the Library of Congress?
The staff of the Department of Musical Instruments balances the imperatives of conservation with those of interpretation, publication, teaching, and performance by leading musicians.
Ahh, I get it – so the Met really isn’t interested in teaching and learning so much. I mean, it’s second-to-last on the list, where as CONSERVATION is #1. Huh.
So if you think the Library of Congress is “just books,” think of this: The Library has been collecting materials from the web since it began harvesting congressional and presidential campaign websites in 2000. Today we hold more than 167 terabytes of web-based information, including legal blogs, websites of candidates for national office, and websites of Members of Congress.
Does anyone else wonder about the legal implications of this? These tweets are not just coming from the USA. Users are around the world. Yet the American Library of Congress will hold the archive? And does this mean that the ideas I tweet are not my own? Does the Library of Congress now own them? did Twitter own them before? I have so many questions…
Are you feeling overwhelmed with the price of organic fruits and vegetables? In a perfect world it would be great to protect the environment (soil, air, and water pollution), protect our health, and protect the welfare of animals by eliminating the use of chemicals, pesticides, herbicides, insecticides, toxins, hormones, and antibiotics. However, to many individuals and families a grocery cart full of all organic fruits and vegetables is beyond their financial means. Therefore, I have created a list to help make your decision a little easier at the grocery store.
The Kentucky board of education voted unanimously this morning to adopt the common standards. It’s the first state to do so. And it did so even before the first public draft of the K-12 standards has been issued. (Nonpublic drafts have been circulating among state officials for review.)
The fact that the United States *don’t* have common K-12 standards is mind-baffling. Hooray for Kentucky. But considering it’s 2010 and they’re the first to adopt them, how long do you think before the other 48 states, 2 territories and 1 district join in?
It is wet and therefore messy. This is not the "fun" kind of fluffy snow that makes for good skiing, tobogganing, or snow-angels. This is the snow that is dense, heavy, packed, disgusting, and basically turns to slush the minute you touch it.
New Yorkers have no snow-etiquette! Today I was ambushed from behind in a snowball fight started by strangers in Washington Square Park who clearly don't know that real snowball fights require at least a 10 metre radius from The Line. Sheesh. Someone get these people some winter sports lessons! Here's hoping they all tune into the Olympics next weekend.
New Yorkers — and especially taxi drivers — do not know how to drive in slushy snow. They haven't yet figured out that perhaps you CANNOT make that turn so tight because there is a foot of snow lumped next to the curb, and yes, you will get stuck. Which leads me to…
People don't shovel or plow here! What the heck?! I would have thought that in a litigation-friendly state like New York, that people (especially businesses) would be out there shoveling like the dickens. Not so. On my hour traipse through the Village and SoHo just now I'd estimate that roughly 35% of the sidewalks were cleared. This makes walking especially difficult.
New Yorkers are rude in the snow. This perhaps is related to Reason #2. I have always defended NYC against the stereotype of rudeness that exists by non-New Yorkers, because my experiences for the most part have been that New Yorkers are friendly and willing to help out. Until today, that is. In the snow, no one moves over on the sidewalk to let you pass by on the dry side (despite the fact that it may just be you and one other person on the sidewalk, because really, there aren't many people out there). In the snow, people fight over taxi cabs on the street corners. In the snow, people cut you off to get in the doors at CVS. When it's snowing, people scowl when you sit down in the empty chair next to them at Starbucks. I mean, I don't like the snow either, y'all.. but at least I still have my manners!
I was just thinking how fast the day has gone, and why have I done so little, sitting in my pajamas and sipping coffee, when I realized in the last two hours (and a bit) I have:
Ah, Vancouver. My adopted home and favorite city. I’m originally from Calgary, but our family vacationed in Vancouver while my brother and I were growing up. I fell in love with it from an early age — so much so that upon finishing high school, I was determined to go to university there, no matter what the obstacles. And, I did– after taking an “extra year” after graduation to work full time (at Cinnabon!) and upgrade a few of my courses (including a perfect score on my Social Studies 30 exam… ha!), I was able to live my dream and attend UBC. After two degrees there, I stayed only as long as my bank account could handle it — about 2 years, if you include one year in the ‘ford! — before moving back to Calgary to earn some $ to pay of those nasty student loans that got me to UBC in the first place.
But my passionate love affair with this city has never died… it remains my favorite city after I’ve traveled across much of the globe… and I hope to end up there one day (or at least somewhere close enough that I can go there on weekends!). It is one of the few places on the planet where I truly feel that I’ve come “home,” comfortable and welcomed, in my element.
I very much wish I were there for the Olympics (yes, even with all the craziness that comes with being an Olympic city) — best wishes to all the athletes and of course, GO CANADA! 🙂
P.S. And please do watch the video. It’s beautiful, even if it is weird for me to hear the words “Vancouver City”… because seriously, no one calls it that. 😉