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Things I Want (Or Need) To Know
Today is the third anniversary of the Sisyphus Project. As I stated at the beginning, I’m doing this to entertain myself: So far, so good. After three years (and without making any effort to analyze what’s most popular and why, or to promote the thing), I get between four and five thousand hits a month. I’m aware that figure doesn’t mean four to five thousand individual readers. During that time, as far as I know I’ve been linked in one other blog and I’ve attracted two commenters. One of the commenters is an old college buddy, and fellow blogger. So, if you haven’t chosen to comment in the past, why are you reading it?
If four Americans were murdered by Somali pirates, why were only two Somali pirates killed when the Navy boarded the captured yacht?
Why do we say, “Going to hell in a hand basket?”The prevailing theory is that they used hand baskets to carry the heads of people executed by guillotine.But a hand basket doesn’t seem like an effective way to get anyplace to me.
February 18th was National Drink Wine Day. Just February 18th?
Did you know there’s now an iPhone app to tell you where to buy Girl Scout Cookies? That answers my recent question about how retired and jobless people can get their fix of Girl Scout Cookies.
The New York City Health Department has developed an app for iPhones and Androids. The app tells the user where to go to get a free condom. If you can afford a smart phone, why can’t you do your part to reduce government spending and buy your own damned condoms?
Were you surprised to learn there’s also a phone app for Catholics to help them with confession? As I understand it, the app doesn’t grant absolution, but it’s supposed to help you keep track of your sins. Keeping track of your sins seems a little obsessive-compulsive to me. How does it strike you?
If the word Google is used as a verb, should it still be capitalized?