Moved to the East Bay just in time! Three quakes here in four days. Smart. Bunch of real thinkers in this outfit.
We have one more trip (I hope) to the old house, and then we are officially out of there.
In the meantime, we are wading through boxes, and lurching sideways when tremors strike.
Newsletter I never finished reading…
My name is Justice Litle.
You could say I'm an odd bird.
See, long before I hit the scene as a top resource-investing expert, I had my nose deep in a different kind of research - of all things, philosophy and classical literature - at prestigious Oxford University in England.
I was ready, in fact, to get my Ph.D.
And if it weren't for a mega-rich investor named Jim Rogers, I might have done just that.
But then I read about Jim's famous worldwide journey in search of investing profits in his now-famous book Investment Biker. And I was hooked.
Jim, as I'm sure you know, cut his teeth as a partner and co-founder of the Quantum Fund, along with billionaire George Soros. Then and now, Jim is a genius in piling up resource riches. He's made a fortune of his own doing it. And he inspired me and many others to do the same.
That's when I put my Socrates and Aristotle on the shelf.
The best Mayan action/adventure movie I’ve never seen.
I got this from ATLAS SHRUGGED, typos and all:
“Need a one of kind Christmas gift for that impossible, pain in the ass person? Here it is!
The bloggers cookbook. Yes folks, Atlas' most delicious recipe- De-vickle De-kroit- is in there (and it goes back generations -Austria! or is it Latvia? whatever) along with so many of your favorite bloggers crazy concoctions over at Eat Your History;
“It's here! This is the first cookbook (that I know of) containing favorite recipes submitted by some of the world's most-read bloggers.
“The recipes are written in each blogger's own words, which makes it a hoot of a read.
“Some of the recipes are world-class and some are down-home family favorites. Others are joke recipes. I'm talking side-splitting funny joke recipes. You have to read every page of the book as if it were a novel to discover them….”
President Bush is pondering, always an iffy occasion. He may move in 30,000 troops to Iraq, as part of a new Iraq strategy. In the time-honored military fashion, this operation has a name; it is called a “surge.”
I dunno. I possess several surge protectors. I associate surges with blackouts, meltdowns, and the smell of burnt circuitry.
Time’s Person of the Year is: You
“… Seriously, who actually sits down after a long day at work and says, I'm not going to watch Lost tonight. I'm going to turn on my computer and make a movie starring my pet iguana? I'm going to mash up 50 Cent's vocals with Queen's instrumentals? I'm going to blog about my state of mind or the state of the nation or the steak-frites [Beats me. mk] at the new bistro down the street? Who has that time and that energy and that passion?
“The answer is, you do. And for seizing the reins of the global media, for founding and framing the new digital democracy, for working for nothing and beating the pros at their own game, TIME's Person of the Year for 2006 is you.”
I’m flattered, I guess. But where’s my check?
Pundits, who must find problems, or they will die, kind of like when a shark stops swimming, are now debating whether a black man, a white woman, and/or a Mormon could muster enough votes to become President.
Question found on Yahoo!
“Am i gonna die?
“i was brushing my teeth, then i just started walking around upstairs. i went to the play room and started looking at my old toys and books and all my old memories. the toothbrush was still in my mouth. then all of a sudden, i sneezed. i didn't want the toothpaste to fall on the ground, so i put my head up instead, and the toothpaste went in my mouth by accident. i tryed to get it out by coughing, but no use..... i went to look at the toothpaste tube, and it said contact the poison control thing if swallowed.
“but am i gonna die if i did swallow it?”
A dentist responded: no.
Greetings to the Person of the Year.
Merry Christmas. Happy New Year.