Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Kid's education fund looking scarce?

Are you worried about how you are going to pay for your kid's college education?  Are you very mobile and are willing to relocate?  Well... then I have the perfect plan for you.

Move to Kalamazoo, Michigan!  That's right, pick up your family and move to Kalamazoo.

The Kalamazoo Promise is a scholarship program set up by anonymous donors to provide full tuition to any Michigan university.  If your child graduates from any Kalamazoo public school, they are eligible for the scholarship.

There are some restrictions.

  • All students who graduate from Kalamazoo Public Schools, are residing in the district, and have been KPS students at least four continuous years are eligible for the scholarship.
  • To qualify, students must have graduated from a KPS high school; must be admitted to and enrolled in a public Michigan university or community college; make regular progress toward a degree or certification; maintain at least a 2.0 grade point average at the university. (If the GPA drops below 2.0 a student may be reinstated if he/she is able to bring their GPA back to at least a 2.0.); must complete a minimum of 12 credit hours per semester.
  • The program provides up to 4 years of tuition and mandatory fees.
  • Benefits are on a sliding scale, linked to the length of attendance in the Kalamazoo Public School system. (Those attending kindergarten through 12 grade receive 100 percent; those who only attend 10th through 12th grade don't qualify for the benefit.)

Although not mentioned in the article, it was said that in addition, the University of Michigan will offer free room and board to anyone in The Promise program.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Eeyore!

I almost never discuss the specifics of my sex life.  Probably because Skyprincess reads this blog, and I wouldn't want to be shut off from her affections by sharing intimate details.  However, I do feel a need to post today about last night.

It was late, past my work bedtime to be honest, when Skyprincess began to get a bit frisky.  Usually I'm the one making the first move, so I wasn't about to ignor a sure thing.  We do a bit of foreplay and she has her pre-intercourse climax.  Then we get ready for the main event and get going very slowly at first when she makes a few grunts that I just found funny.  I'm trying to focus on the task when she sees me laughing.  That was a mistake!

Next thing I know, I'm off her and she's trying to get me to explain why I was laughing.  And I didn't even know I was.  We start laughing so hard that it was 5 minutes before we could calm down.  Finally we start trying to get the mood started again by touching and kissing.  Then I make my mistake.

Here is my lesson for the day for everyone.  When she makes mention of going for her honeypot (which she's never said before, I might add), PLEASE don't do what I did.  Don't break out in song singing about Winnie-the-Pooh and his quest for the honeypot.  And especially don't end it with a loud donkey brah "Eeyore!".  It totally kills the mood and you'll be sleeping on your side of the bed neglected.



Tuesday, November 21, 2006

All you need is a piece of rope

OMG!  I laughed so hard when I reached the part about the rope!  Enjoy!

Monday, November 20, 2006

True

Last week presented reminders of how old I'm getting to be. First, it was listening to my boss talk about his son. He was teaching his son how to save a document in MS Word when he told him to click the button that looks like a disc. We all know the one, the floppy disk icon. His son told him it's not a disc, he knows what a disc looks like. It's round. *sigh*

The next time was in Target. Skyprincess and I were looking in the $1 section when a group of teenage girls came strolling by. One of them found the $1 Jiffy Popcorn and picked it up excitedly. "Look! You put this in a fireplace! I have a fireplace, let's get one and show my mom!" It was like a kid finding a new toy they've never seen before. Skyprincess and I just looked at each other, knowing how old we just were made to feel.



On another note, I was waiting for some data to load and decided to browse Wikipedia. For some reason, I decided to Wiki the old TV show Earth 2 and follow some links to some of the actors. That's when I found out the girl (Jessica Madison Wright Morris) who played "True" died July 21, 2006.



She passed away days after returning from her honeymoon. Then I googled her name for images and found this website (Life in Legacy). I've bookmarked it.

Going to be an interesting week here. Both our mothers flew in this afternoon for the week. We'll have to sleep on a air mattress for a couple days. I just need to keep the cats from clawing a hole in it.

-Mizike-

Friday, November 17, 2006

Windows 98

There are times I hate throwing things away.  Or even upgrading when I need to.  For me, if it works, why change?  I'm not someone who needs to be on the bleeding edge.  Most of the time, I never really check out all the functionality of what I own.

For example, I own a 62in DLP television set.  I haven't really explored all that the TV will do for me.  It has lots of bells and whistles I haven't explored.  There are inputs I have not clue what they are for.  I did get the composite video hooked up, but I do notice other digital inputs.  Plus the remote is suppose to be universal, but I haven't programmed it for the cable box, stereo, DVD, etc.  So I have a table full of remotes.

I've done very little with my cell phone service.  Its suppose to have call waiting features, conferencing, etc., but I have no clue how to use it.  Mostly, I just haven't looked at the booklet.  I still have the default voice message TMobile offers.  I haven't even customized that.  And it's been almost 3 years. 

As an IT professional, this may be the worst.  In our house we have 2 desktop computers and 2 laptop computers.  Over the years, I have upgraded the 2nd computer's processor and video card.  Right now all it is used for is surfing the web while I play WoW on my primary computer.  Or at least that's what I did do when I played WoW.

As I upgraded, all I did was upgrade the hardware and use the same hard drive I've had for a very long time.  It's not the same hard drive I had 10 years ago, those have died or I have bought an upgrade.  But it is the same Windows 98 first edition.  Yes, that's right.  It's not even Windows 98 SE!!!  That's second edition for you folks, which fixed a lot of issues with Win98.

But I have really not had any problems with it.  I have never had any issue with software installs in the past, and I don't see installing any software in the future on it.  It's mainly a web browser.  One thing that does bug me is that it is not compatible with USB thumb drives.  Win98 SE is, but not this one.

Jumping in the Way Back Machine, there was a time when Netscape was putting out Netscape Navigator suite.  The Suite contain many tools that have disappeared.  One tool was a newsreader that I use to this day.  I've tried other newsreaders, but they do not have the preview abilities the old Netscape one did.

One of these days I'll give up on the machine and either junk it or upgrade the OS.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

White stuff

Tomorrow should be fun.  They are calling for 4 to 6 inches of snow.  Saturday will be warm, melting it all away.  Maybe we'll avoid blizzards this winter =)

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

For the horde!

I don't feel well today.  I received a flu shot last week, and I've been suffering headaches and a low-grade fever ever since.  After reviewing my status with my team lead, I will go home to rest.  I hate feeling icky, I am not a happy sick person.

I wanted to play World of Warcraft the past couple of days, it didn't happen.  This weekend the game crashed, and I haven't been able to get it to launch since.  Yesterday I tried once again, the game still did not launch.  My screen went black (game loading) with the hourglass spinning round and round.  I gave up and left to watch TV, returning a couple hours later with it still spinning.  I had to perform a hard shutdown and reboot.  I received a nasty message my video card wasn't receiving power and then nothing.  Rebooting this morning did not even provide an error message, just a dead computer.  Looks like my video card is fried.  This wasn't a cheap video card either!

For something lighter, I have provided a link to all the hunters out there.  Enjoy!

Monday, November 06, 2006

New mathematics

I almost died laughing when I found an article on student's answers to math questions.

Teacher: "Who can tell me what 7 times 6 is?"
Student: "It's 42!"
Teacher: "Very good! - And who can tell me what 6 times 7 is?"
Same student: "It's 24!"



Teacher: What is 2k + k?
Student: 3000!


Q: What is the most erotic number?
A: 2110593!
Q: Why?
A: When 2 are 1 and don't pay at10tion, they'll know within 5 weeks whether or not, after 9 months, they'll be 3...


Theorem. A cat has nine tails.
Proof. No cat has eight tails. Since one cat has one more tail than no cat, it must have nine tails.


One day, Jesus said to his disciples: "The Kingdom of Heaven is like 3x squared plus 8x minus 9."
A man who had just joined the disciples looked very confused and asked Peter: "What, on Earth, does he mean by that?"
Peter replied: "Don't worry - it's just another one of his parabolas."











Dreams


Skyprincess dreams very odd dreams.  She dreamt I left her, in an odd way.  Not walk out on her, leave her, but die leave her.

I was sitting next to her, when she looked over, I had split open from my chin down to my waist.  My chest was stuffed full of teddy bear stuffing, spilling out all over the place.  Desperately, she grabbed me trying to close my chest, but could not.  I was over packed and my chest wouldn't close.  She struggled and struggled, to no avail.  She could not close my stomach.

Then I changed.  Suddenly, I became an 800lb gorilla who talked.  Talked just like Cornélius from Planet of the Apes.  I know, he was really a chimpanzee and the gorillas were the mean overseers.  I tried to calm her down, but I couldn't.

That's all she remembered.  She only remembered the fear of losing me.

Burqa free?




As Americans, we hear little about Afghanistan. The war has ended there, we have prevailed, the Taliban was defeated and peace is at hand. That is the story we are told. Women have thrown off their burqas. Women preside in parliament. Women joined the ranks of the educated. U.S. tax dollars built schools and hospitals and housing for Afghans. That is the story we are told. We have been deceived.

Women are dying. Freedom has not been granted to them. Women's rights have not improved, the children continue to suffer.


They’d rather die: brief lives of the Afghan slave



The first thing one notices about 16-year-old Gul Zam is her eyes, pretty and dark yet as watchful as a hunted animal’s. But then the scarf covering her head shifts slightly, exposing a livid red scar on her neck. The hands that play nervously in her lap are ridged with pink burns that reach up her arms, across her chest and down her legs.

Three months ago Gul Zam poured petrol over her body and set herself alight. To her it was the only way out of a marriage so abusive that her husband Abdul had beaten her until her clothes were soaked in blood.

“I felt all other ways were blocked,” she whispered. “My husband and his family treated me like a slave. But I could not go back to my family because of the shame that would bring. So I crawled into the yard, poured a can of petrol over me and lit a match.”

Five years after the Taliban were ousted from Kabul, the number of Afghan women setting fire to themselves because they cannot bear their lives has risen dramatically.

Gul Zam’s husband and in-laws watched her burning and did nothing. She was saved by a neighbour who poured a bucket of water over her, wrapped her in a sheet and rushed her to hospital. After the doctors removed the sheet, tearing the blisters, she spent 10 days in a coma. Her head had been fused to her chest by the burns. She has endured several operations and will need at least six more before she can move her arms.

“This is a society where being born a woman is not a gift,” said Alberto Cairo, an Italian doctor who runs the Red Cross clinic in Kabul where Gul Zam is being treated. His room is full of fairy lights and a laughing Christmas tree that he has kept up all year because “there didn’t seem to be much happiness”.

A report last week by the UK-based charity Womankind Worldwide said cases like Gul Zam’s were becoming more common because between 60% and 80% of all marriages in Afghanistan were forced. More than half of all girls are married off before the age of 16, some as young as six. Many of these marriages are to settle debts or feuds between tribes. The women are regarded as commodities rather than wives and are often treated like slave workers by their new families.

Those who try to escape often end up in prison like 13-year-old Shabano, jailed in Kandahar for running away from the 50-year-old man to whom her father had sold her. “We don’t have democracy in this country if someone wants a love marriage,” she said, nibbling at grimy nails in the dark, dirty cell. “My father exchanged me for a teenage bride for himself.”

Gul Zam was lucky. Not only was she saved, but unusually her family have decided to support her and her father demanded a divorce. But her story is an indictment of the international community’s failure to improve the lives of Afghan women.

In 2001 the West’s most-cited criticism of the Taliban regime was its oppression of women. Not only did the Taliban forbid women from working and girls from being educated, they also beat them for wearing lipstick or shoes that clicked on the ground. The all-encompassing burqa, with its ugly shape and cage-like grille over the eyes, became a symbol for a heartless regime.

Laura Bush, America’s first lady, took over her husband’s weekly radio address to highlight the plight of Afghan women. Cherie Blair made an impassioned speech at 10 Downing Street, saying: “Women could have their nails torn out for wearing nail polish.”

“The recovery of Afghanistan must entail the restoration of rights of Afghan women,” insisted Colin Powell, then the US secretary of state.

Five years on there is just one woman in government — the minister for women’s affairs. Symbolic photographs of women throwing off their burqas after the Taliban had fled were no more than that. Apart from a small educated elite in Kabul, the overwhelming majority of women are still forced to cover their entire bodies and faces. The United Nations recently circulated a memo to all staff in Afghanistan, advising women to cover their heads even in Kabul.

Watching boys flying kites over the Bala Hissar fort or chattering girls streaming to school, white scarves over heads and rucksacks on backs, to say there have been no improvements since November 13, 2001, when the Taliban fled the capital, would be wrong. Millions of Afghans voted for a new president in 2004 and a parliament in 2005 in which 25% of the MPs are women. Five million children, of whom 1.5m are girls, are enrolled in school.

But there is a huge gap between the reality on the ground and the “remarkable progress” claimed by western diplomats who sit in fortified compounds behind guards and concrete blocks and who never leave Kabul. The only area in which the country could really be said to have made remarkable progress is in growing the poppy. Under British supervision, Afghanistan has become the world’s biggest opium producer. Last year it produced 6,100 tons — 92% of world supply.

Afghanistan is engulfed in its bloodiest violence for 10 years. At least 3,000 people have been killed this year — more than twice last year’s total.

For all the talk of girls’ education, only 5% of those of secondary school age are enrolled. More than 300 schools have been burnt down this year or shut after threats from militants, leaving 200,000 pupils with nowhere to go.

There have been no significant water or power projects and two highways built with western aid have become almost no-go areas. The Kabul to Kandahar road is plagued by Taliban militants setting up fake checkpoints, killing Afghans accused of collaborating.

Two weeks ago I drove on the other new road from Jalalabad to Kabul, wearing a burqa because of warnings of foreigners being kidnapped. I was stopped at three checkpoints set up by police to extract bribes. As for the much-heralded parliament, it has more warlords and people charged with human rights abuses than women MPs. It has yet to create any legislation, though it has voted in pay rises for its members.

“Parliament is just a showpiece for the West,” complains Malalai Joya, one of the female MPs. “Women do not have liberation at all. People in power, whether in government, parliament or governors, are warlords and jihadis who are no different in their outlook from Taliban.”

The 27-year-old MP has received so many death threats for her outspokenness that she has to sleep in a different place every night. To meet her involves going to a spot, then following an old man on a motorbike. She will not give out her address. The house is surrounded by sandbags and guards who search visitors before they can enter.

Inside Joya sits in a room that is bare of decoration apart from a black and white photograph of King Amanullah, under whose reign in the 1920s women were given equal rights and strict dress codes were abolished. She tells me she has just returned from visiting a five-year-old girl who had been kidnapped and raped in Kabul by a local commander.

“The killing of women is like killing a bird for these men,” she said. “We have no value.”

When she tries to speak in parliament, she is physically attacked by fellow MPs. “When I speak, they pelt me with water bottles,” she said. “One shouted, ‘Take and rape her!’ “The West talks of Afghan women having freedom and going outside without a burqa but I tell you the burqa was not the main problem for women. Look at the high rate of suicide among our women. The real problem is security and more and more are returning to the burqa.”

In the south, Nato forces seem hell-bent on proving the alliance can fight at least as well as the Americans. What was supposed to be a reconstruction mission has morphed into combat producing high casualties.

But the violence is no longer confined to the southern and eastern provinces. Somehow the Taliban, who were driven out of Afghanistan by US-led forces and B-52 bombers in just 60 days, are creeping nearer the capital. According to a US military official, nine of the 21 districts in Ghazni, which is less than 60 miles south of Kabul, now have “significant Taliban influence”.

Even Kabul, which was an oasis of calm, has become a jumpy place where people live behind high walls and sandbags after suicide bombs rocked the capital.

Although the number of foreign troops has risen to 37,000, it is generally accepted that it was too little too late and the distraction of the war in Iraq allowed the Taliban to regroup. Neighbouring Pakistan, from where the Taliban emerged, has proved an ideal haven and training ground.

“The desire for a quick, cheap war followed by a quick, cheap peace is what has brought Afghanistan to the present, increasingly dangerous situation,” says the Brussels-based International Crisis Group.

David Richards, the British general who commands the Nato forces, admits he was shocked by the lack of basic development when he arrived in Afghanistan in April.

He has created a Policy Action Group, a kind of war cabinet chaired by President Hamid Karzai, bringing together ministers and international donors to “bump-start” development. “If we don’t act soon, we risk more and more people turning to the Taliban,” he warns.

Aside from such grievances and the worsening security, the other main problem is corruption. Public institutions are weak or nonexistent. Where institutions do exist, they are so corrupt that people wish they were not there.

In the ante-room to Karzai’s office, it is common to see people offering bribes to get relatives lucrative posts or arrange for them to be let off crimes. Karzai has refused to act against senior government officials or his own relatives, whom the international community says are involved in the narcotics trade.

“I am very unhappy,” complained Younus Qanuni, speaker of the parliament. “The past five years we’ve had a golden opportunity in Afghanistan. Instead I feel once again terrorism is returning: narcotics, increasing daily corruption while in people’s lives there are no changes. Things are moving in the wrong direction.”

For girls like Gul Zam facing years of operations and stigma as a divorcee, the end of the Taliban was never meant to be like this.

Writing

I never took my English classes seriously when I was in public school.  I enjoyed geekier subjects such as science and math.  Place me in a room full of beakers and flame, and I was a happy boy.

I have suffered from this neglect all my life.  Writing has always been painful to me.  My thoughts are a mass of chaos I've struggled to organize into coherent order on page.  I've failed more than succeeded. 

My primary goal in creating this blog was to improve my writing skill.  That goal has not been achieved.  That failure depresses any inspiration to post everyday.  I envy those who's ability to write well seems to come so easily.  I've decided to do something about this.

I found a website dedicated to suggestions to improve writing skills.  As I gain spare time, I will review the tips and incorporate them into my writing.  My goal, to become a more regular blogger.

-Mizike-

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Guy Fawkes Night

Tonight is Guy Fawkes night. Thankfully Americans have November 7th to make changes to our government. Everyone remember to vote on Tuesday!



Remember, remember, the 5th of November
The Gunpowder Treason and plot ;
I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'Twas his intent.
To blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below.
Poor old England to overthrow.

By God's providence he was catch'd,
With a dark lantern and burning match

Holloa boys, Holloa boys, let the bells ring
Holloa boys, Holloa boys, God save the King!

Hip hip Hoorah !
Hip hip Hoorah !

A penny loaf to feed ol'Pope,
A farthing cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down,
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar,'
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head,
Then we'll say: ol'Pope is dead.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

SIDs solved

Scientists 'discover cause of cot death'
Thursday November 2, 2006

Scientists believe they have solved the mystery of cot death, the leading killer of children in their first year of life.
A study of victims of sudden infant death syndrome (Sids) has revealed that they had an abnormality in the brain that prevented it realising their bodies did not have enough oxygen.


The effect of the abnormality is that babies may suffocate if they become smothered by bedclothes, especially if sleeping on their fronts.


 

The finding "takes the mystery away from Sids", said Marian Willinger, a researcher at the US National Institute of Child Health and Human Development, which financed the study.

"It should take the guilt away from any parent who has lost a baby, because they always wonder, 'What did I do wrong?' Now, they need to understand, 'My baby had a disease'."

The researchers from Boston Children's Hospital said the finding was the strongest evidence yet of a common cause for cot death, the cause of which has been a mystery to specialists.

It opens the possibility of detecting infants at risk - possibly through a scan in the womb - and treating them.
Some mothers have been jailed for murder after the unexplained deaths of their babies.

In New Zealand, about 50 babies die from cot death each year.

In Britain, 300 babies died last year, 16 per cent fewer than in 2004 and less than a third of the number 20 years ago.

The Back to Sleep campaign in the early 1990s which urged parents to put babies to sleep on their backs is credited with bringing about the dramatic fall.

Greater alertness and better ways of determining causes of death have also contributed to the decline.

The researchers studied samples from the brainstems of 31 cot death babies and compared them with samples from 10 babies who died of other causes.

They found abnormalities in the brain stems of the cot death babies affecting the way they used the brain chemical serotonin.

Serotonin is best known for its role in depression and regulating mood, but it also influences breathing, body temperature and arousal from sleep.

"This finding lends credence to the view that Sids risk may greatly increase when an underlying predisposition combines with an environmental risk - such as sleeping face down - at a sensitive time in early life," said Dr Duane Alexander, director of the National Institute of Child Health.

Hannah Kinney, the paper's senior author, said: "These findings provide evidence that sudden infant death syndrome is not a mystery but a disorder that we can investigate, and some day may be able to identify and treat."

Most babies will wake up, turn over, and start breathing faster when their carbon dioxide levels rise.

But in babies who die from Sids, defects in the serotonin system may impair these reflexes.

Such circumstances are far more likely to arise if a baby is placed face down in the cot.

Auckland paediatrician Dr Shirley Tonkin, of the Cot Death Association, said: "We've never really been able to explain why some babies don't wake up, and this research explains why to some extent."

But she said parents still needed to be careful. "You can't tell by looking at a baby which one will get into trouble and which one won't.

"You still shouldn't smoke during pregnancy or around babies, you should put babies on their backs and they should sleep in their own space in the parents' room."

She wasn't surprised at the findings, saying: "We've had inklings of this before."

She hoped the findings would help parents who had lost babies to cot death.

"This research explains to parents that what they do for one child they might not be able to do for another. If one baby was OK on its tummy, the next one might not be."