We must bring salvation back

I have to start this with a bit of found-humor, and I hope you'll forgive me for that. I was looking at the sorry state of my investment portfolio (that cheese un-slicer company was a fiasco) when I barely noticed something that looked too much like an advertisement to read. Then I thought about what it said, but I'd already clicked away from that page, so I went clicking back and forth on the site time after time until finally the ad-like structure came up again. Then I clicked past because I forgot what I was looking for, and finally stopped when I got back to this again after figuring I'd have to give up and just tell you about it.

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And I thank everyone who follows the link to see just how bad the situation is. Other, shorter, piecees from this past week include:

• Finding Comedy, in which I give this form of humor a decent try.
• On The New Blogging Standards, in which I worry about how blogging is going to change in the near future.
• Where Has My Buzz Gone, in which I realize why I haven't got any buzz to speak of for my writing.
• What To Do With The Raw Data, of use to anybody who's got some raw data.
• Ineffective New Police Programs as broken down by town using them.
• Squirrels Solve Their Own Problems, as they take the stand-up comic issue into their own paws.

Trivia: Antarctica has an average elevation of 7,500 feet, the highest of the continents. Source: Sea of Glory: The Epic South Seas Expedition, Nathaniel Philbrick.

Currently Reading: From Falling Bodies To Radio Waves: Classical Physicists and their Discoveries, Emilio Segrè