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My grandmother lived in a BAMBOO nipa hut
My dad is the youngest of 10 kids. My grandmother survived her husband more than 40 years. She never remarried. While she rolled her own cigarettes and drank dark beer every day, she lived for more than a century. She loved life. On her 102nd birthday, she insisted she was 110 and that no one can prove her wrong. She lived most of her life in a provincial town in the Philippines. Even when a 3 bedroom house was built on her land, she insisted on spending most of her indoor time in her bamboo nipa hut built on stilts. I will write more about her in the future.
BAMBOO is not a tree, it’s grass
Bamboo is fast-growing and durable. Some can grow up to 24 inches per day. It can be harvested in 3 years to make hardwood, unlike 15 years for most trees. There are close to 1,000 species of bamboo that can be found around the world in diverse regions – from cold mountains to hot tropics. Many of us may see bamboo as garden decor, but it’s also extensively used as building material and a food source.
CNN recently published a video that highlights bamboo.
Watch the CNN video – http://tr.im/bamboovideo
The ASUS Ecobook BAMBOO Laptop
BAMBOO – the rock band
The Great San Francisco Valentine’s Day Pillow Fight started not too many years ago with just a handful of friends who told a handful of friends. Today it’s grown into a tradition for thousands of kids of all ages from all over the SF Bay Area as an alternative to the commercial lovefest honoring St. Valentine, or “foreplay” for the romance (or debauchery) that lies ahead for many couples who want to let off some steam before a big night out (or in).
Pillow Fight for Peace 2009 will take place in San Francisco at Justin Herman Plaza (Market St & the Embarcadero). The official whistle will blow at 6pm. There are a few rules, like BYOP. There is no official dress code. Some come out in pajamas, others dress formal, and some brave few wear next to nothing.
Many voted Yes on H8, some rejoiced.
Bob Knoke, of Mission Viejo, Amanda Stanfield, of Monrovia,
Jim Domen, of Yorba Linda, and J.D. Gaddis, of Yorba Linda,
celebrate returns for Proposition 8 at an Irvine hotel.
(Rick Loomis / Los Angeles Times) November 4, 2008
Keith Olbermann’s perspective
Drew Barrymore shows support at a LA rally
These kids up in Sacramento came up with code and tagged houses so they can get what they want or at least know what they’re getting themselves into.
No one’s home
Resses Peanut Butter Cups
Let’s fast forward 1 year… Kids ditch the chalk. Instead they Yelp! every house in the ‘hood and use their nextGen iPhones to map their route in advance… Who wants to help build the new iCandy mashup site? We can sell iPhone apps in the AppStore for $4.99 a pop!
It happened after the charity golf tournament. Lori and Emily hitched a ride back to the City with me. We crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and approach the toll plaza, but I wasn’t paying attention and ended up in a “FasTrak Only” lane—no toll collector, just a scanner looking for a FasTrak permit on my car. Oops. I zoomed through accepting the fact that several weeks later I can expect a hefty carpool violation ticket in the mail.A couple weeks later the dreaded FasTrack letter arrived. I didn’t want to know how much the fine was. I just wasn’t interested. To this date that piece of mail remains unopened. Several more weeks go by and another FasTrak envelope arrives with “Delinquent” in red ink staring at me. Did I open up this letter? Not right away. I let i t sit on my desk. Two more weeks pass—there are random notes and telpohone numbers covering both back and front of the envelope. Tonight I finally had the courage to open it up. Original fine = $40. (I was expecting something like $200+). Delinquent on top of the fine = $75. And there’s a final due date listed in bold letters, which coincidentally is TODAY!No time to be upset, I scan the letter for a URL hoping I can pay the fine online. It’s my lucky day.
- :: Bay Area FasTrak
- :: I type in the violation number and my license plate number
- :: I click on the first link and an image of my car pops up
- :: I read the instructions: Pay the fine or dispute it
Dispute is an option … Who knew? FasTrack-slackers can dispute violations online. So I write this slick draft (in Notepad), then I copy and paste it in the dispute box. I fail to see the “200 character limit” disclaimer, so my 1000+ character Aly McBeal-like argument gets truncated. I spend another hour trimming that sucker down to exactly 200 characters. This is what I submitted. Verbatim.
I seldom cross the GG Bridge, & I was not clear on Cash/FasTrak & FasTrak Only lanes. However, it was my understanding that a car w/3+ passengers is considered CARPOOL. There were 3 of us, so I thought I was OK passing through that lane. Thanks for your understanding.
When we got to the toll gates,, it was 5 minutes before start of carpool hours. Cross your fingers…
On a foggy Wednesday morning, 58,000 gallons of bunker oil spilled into the SF Bay after a ship bashed into a footing of the Bay Bridge. On the follwing Monday, I was walking along Great Highway at Ocean Beach when I came across this handmade sign.
When Miss Teen South Caroilina was asked, “Are you really that stupid?” She replied—
“I placed 3rd in the pageant and the next day 5 million people on YouTube are talking about me. Let me aks YOU a question—do you know who was actully crowned Miss Teen USA? You don’t know? Didn’t think so.”
Last Wednesday I submitted a response to SFGate.com’s Two Cents community blog. Topic: the iPhone. I figured they would receive a ton of responses. On Friday I received the editor’s standard “Thank You” email, so I assumed my reponse wasn’t selected. I’ve received that email so many times I have it memorized.
When I got to the office this morning, someone told me they saw me in today’s paper—the San Francisco Chronicle. I went went down for coffee and grabbed the morning paper. Sure ’nuff, there I was alongside seven other gadget geeks on page 3 of the Technology section. Oh yeah!
Appearing online in a blog is one thing. Seeing yourself in a major newspaper is something else. Even though my mugshot and quote took up less space than the size of a business card, it somehow seemed huge.
It’s now 10:32 pm. My 15 minutes were up 13 hours ago
Jacob can turn over onto his belly really quickly… especially when his favorite video is playing on Uncle D’s iPhone.
Find out what Uncle D has to say about the iPhone, printed in the SF Chronicle Technology section, and SFGate.com Two Cents blog.
From SFGate.com — Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live.“He doesn’t make too many mistakes. He seems to understand when patients are about to die,” said Dr. David Dosa in an interview. He describes the phenomenon in a poignant essay in Thursday’s issue of the New England Journal of Medicine.
“Many family members take some solace from it. They appreciate the companionship that the cat provides for their dying loved one,” said Dosa, a geriatrician and assistant professor of medicine at Brown University.
The 2-year-old feline was adopted as a kitten and grew up in a third-floor dementia unit at the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center. The facility treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses.
After about six months, the staff noticed Oscar would make his own rounds, just like the doctors and nurses. He’d sniff and observe patients, then sit beside people who would wind up dying in a few hours. [Read the rest of the story]
From the Sydney Herald — OSCAR the cat makes his grand entrances just as life is about to leave.
A hop onto the bed, a fastidious lick of the paws, then a snuggle beside a nursing home patient with little time left. Oscar’s purr, when keeping close company with the dying, is so intense it is almost a low rumble.
“He’s a cat with an uncanny instinct for death,” said David Dosa, assistant professor at the Brown University School of Medicine and a geriatric specialist. “He attends deaths. He’s pretty insistent on it.”
In the two years since Oscar was adopted into the dementia unit of the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Centre in Providence he has maintained close vigil over the deaths of more than 25 patients, nursing staff and doctors say.
Dr Dosa had an essay on Oscar published yesterday in The New England Journal of Medicine.
Like any feline, Oscar gives a hefty portion of his day to sleep. He likes to doze on stacks of patient reports. Or on the desk at the nurses’ station. Or in the linen closet.
When awake, however, the mixed-breed cat shows a solemn dedication to duty, making regular “inspection” rounds of the unit, sauntering in and out of patient rooms – as if checking on the condition of the occupants.
When death is near, Oscar nearly always appears at the last hour or so. Yet he shows no special interest in patients who are simply in poor shape, or even patients who may be dying but who still have a few days. Authorities in animal behaviour have no explanation for Oscar’s ability to sense imminent death. They theorise that he might detect some subtle change in metabolism – felines are as acutely sensitive to smells as dogs – but are stumped as to why he would show interest.
In any event, when Oscar settles on a patient’s bed, caregivers take it as a sign that family members should be summoned immediately. [Read the rest of the story]
A couple weeks ago my 10-year old niece says, “It seems like all the best players in sports are #23.“ She could very well be right.
David Beckham began training with his new team this week—the Los Angeles Galaxy—and he will be wearing the coveted #23.
Beckham press conference
Local LA news on Beckham’s first week training with the Galaxy
Notes to follow…