Monthly Archives: September 2006

One Man’s Trash

.flickr-photo { border: solid 0px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } One Man’s Trash, originally uploaded by jonl. The Tutor will go nuts. Keeping up with the Joneses arrives on the dumpster scene.

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Radically laying down their lives for the gospel…

More on the christian madrassa movement…

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American madrassa…

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I like to watch — II

Watching Leslie watch.

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Hey Mister Tangerine Man…

David Weinberger has opened a “markets are metaphors” contest, offering readers a chance to provide him with one liners in Maastricht where he’s offering the keynote speech at a conference called “Markets are conversations.” Nothing will top Chris Locke’s “Markets are misheard lyrics,” but it’s a fun game to play anyway.

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Yo-yo across America…

Check out the itinerary Amanda posted! Memphis to St. Louis to Kansas City and back to Louisville? A few hundred miles this way and a few hundred miles back! I’m happy they’re coming through Madison. I’ll try to get my fat face in a few shots, ever angling for another 15 pico-seconds of fame. Better, [...]

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blogna

Here’s a hypothesis based on two data points. I left it as a comment at Loose Poodle and I re-present it here: During drive time I had an insight that I’d like to share. I think those of us who don’t believe in god have a higher likelihood of believing in conspiracy theories. It would [...]

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Sat Nam

I’m old. Most of my exercise comes from bending over to pull my socks on in the morning and off at night. Of course, you could say I have to be strong to carry that fifty pound bag of excess fat around with me wherever I go. Yet, for all the physical deterioration, buried somewhere [...]

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