Brown Motion

So I get this request from a young student who is trying to understand what blogs do for the blogger and the bloggee. She wants to compare the blog metrics as they relate to the adult versus a kid blog. Good topic to blog on I thought. Remember even Hollywood has found material to make a movie on this subject - sort of - mixing the recipes of a cook and a blogger in the form of Julie and Julia. What I found interesting about the whole idea (of blogging that is) is that it allows a wandering mind (young or old) to find a forum to encapsulate its random thoughts and make them available to the world wide web of eyeballs to perhaps review (at no cost to the blogger) and potentially get a different point of view; to learn something new themselves; to discover a new concept or idea that may in turn lead to bigger and better things. It is an instant publishing miracle of the 21st century that requires the blogger to be his or her own editor in chief. That said the blogosphere has de

Another (pet) peeve that I want to ramble about - people with pets. Not your ramdom iguana or python or tarantula or any other exotic or semi exotic critter that they tend to harbor inside their own room or four or however many walls, but the ones that are available for public display. Dogs and cats would fall into this category. What's with that? People that seem to have some sort of affection for these creatures on four legs seem to be totally aghast about someone who completely abhors the idea of wandering around a four legged mammal as part of their life. I say that as humans we are a different species and should try to comingle with like minded versions of life vs. those that are designed to lead a less intellectual path. Mixing does not work. Cleaning after they decide to drop their load definitely does NOT! That right there is one of my best peeves - people that will take their problems on a leash (or sometimes not) and have them leave their defecated mess on someone el

Let me ruminate on this subject while I am enjoying my awesome Margarita (as in a wonderfully stimulating beverage combining the alcoholic elements from fermented cactus and a sweet lime based additive). The news business has found another idle topic to ramble about. Jobs! This word has taken the form of a noun, a verb, an adjective (as in jobless recovery); and largely media fodder to strum their broken guitar when nothing else seems to be available to publish. Root cause for any situation that people face is ultimately tracable to supply and demand. If people wanted jobs they would figure out a way to get themselves the resources they needed to become eligible for aforementioned job. In the absence of access to said resource they would be jobless. Admittedly the availability of resources is not uniform and hence there is a net migration of people to places and locations that are rich in the supply side i.e. availability of jobs. The latter again is a function of an enterprise se

So what does one make of the largest man made disaster in the petroleum business on US shores? Yes - the one and only British export that has hit the US waters and now soil (the beach kind). First - I think that when attempting something treacherous, there are inherent risks associated with the endeavor. It is after all a risk - reward game and this time the risks have come to haunt. Humans naturally prone to enjoying the harvest when times are good will become complacent (many examples including the mortgage funded financial meltdown notwithstanding) and will eventually face the piper. Second - Now that there has been a catastrophe comes the denial and eventual acceptance of the gravity (or in this case buoyancy) of the situation. It is grave (for the many wildlife literally that habit the ecosystems in the gulf) and likely to get worse for a period of time before the human ingenuity again kicks in and attempts to best mitigate the hazards. Third - Action in the form of all the h