New year resolutions are like once-a-year caffeine kicks with a high that lasts for a couple of weeks or if you get lucky, a month. This year I have decided to do them in a different way. If it works, I’ll have my idea patented and won’t have to work for the rest of my life. If not, NYR’s are a bummer anyways.
If you came to this post itching to uncover ammunition that you could ridicule me with for the rest of year(that’s what happens when you rant out your resolutions and give up on them by the end of January, trust me), then I am afraid to disappoint you. It’s taken me 30 years and I have learnt my lesson. No more making new year resolutions and ranting them out while they’re still half baked. Nope. No more.
Now, that doesn’t mean I don’t have any. I do. The only difference is I am going to reveal them as and when I’m done with them. So, if you are really interested in finding out, I’d recommend you set yourself a reminder alongwith a link to this post, for this day next year. I promise you there will stuff that I’ve accomplished or else I’ll do whatever you ask me to. I swear.
Played Doom after a long long time today. Brought back some fun college memories. Somehow those simple single shooter games were a lot of fun. The ones today are fun too but take a whole lot of learning or maybe it’s just me growing old 🙂
Anyways, here’s the link to the flash version.
Doom – The Flash Version
It rocks because now I no longer have to waste time trying to find the installable whenever I have a craving for Doom nostalgia.
P.S.: You’ll need to install the latest version of the flash player. Version 10.
Bloomberg reports, “Crude oil for January delivery dropped $3.84, or 9.6 percent, to $36.22 a barrel at 2:47 p.m. on the New York Mercantile Exchange, the lowest settlement since June 29, 2004. Futures touched $35.98 during today’s session. Prices have tumbled 75 percent from a record $147.27 on July 11. The January contract expires tomorrow.”
Finally those countless hours spent during my school-going age trying to cram those boring economics theories have paid off. I don’t recollect having seen or heard of a more classic example of the simple albeit very powerful rule of economics.
When demand exceeds supply prices prices sky-rocket and vice versa and that’s exactly what happened since the 3rd quarter of 2005 up until the middle of this year. Gas prices doubled from $2 per gallon to $4. Reason: People were cashing in on the real-estate boom, taking out second mortgages and spending that dough on buying everything they had ever wished for. Direct and Indirect demand for gas was way beyond available supplies.
Then the lightning bolt hit. The financial industry collapsed and brought down everything with it. Markets recorded their highest drops in history and millions lost jobs. Consumption tanked and here we are. 75% price-drop – 6 months – who would have thought? We are talking about liquid gold, people. No one saw this coming and there is nothing else that can explain the free-fall.
The rule works and I am a believer.
Wine in baby bottles?? Innovative or Unimaginative?? Funny or stupid?? I mean give me a break.
I could never ever in my wildest dreams bring myself to suck booze out of a baby bottle in public, let alone opening up shop where other people could do that. Even if I were suffering from a obsessive compulsive disorder or drinking out of a baby bottle at age 30 why would I wanna pay an exorbitant price (not-yet-open -hyped-NY-restraurant.. duh..) to do that? Who in their right mind would?
For sanity of the NY public at large, I really hope this new fondu place does intend to be an 18 and older place. Just thinkabout it, doesn’t the idea of sucking on a baby bottle in front of your impressionable children and scarring them for life sould like a very very idea to you? or worse, in front of your mom and dad on her 60th birthday celebration? Eeeeewww.. can’t get creepier than that.
I for one am sure not going to this place. How about you?
A beautifully written letter from the president of author’s guild.
December 11, 2008. I’ve been talking to booksellers lately who report that times are hard. And local booksellers aren’t known for vast reserves of capital, so a serious dip in sales can be devastating. Booksellers don’t lose enough money, however, to receive congressional attention. A government bailout isn’t in the cards.
We don’t want bookstores to die. Authors need them, and so do neighborhoods. So let’s mount a book-buying splurge. Get your friends together, go to your local bookstore and have a book-buying party. Buy the rest of your Christmas presents, but that’s just for starters. Clear out the mysteries, wrap up the histories, beam up the science fiction! Round up the westerns, go crazy for self-help, say yes to the university press books! Get a load of those coffee-table books, fatten up on slim volumes of verse, and take a chance on romance!
There will be birthdays in the next twelve months; books keep well; they’re easy to wrap: buy those books now. Buy replacements for any books looking raggedy on your shelves. Stockpile children’s books as gifts for friends who look like they may eventually give birth. Hold off on the flat-screen TV and the GPS (they’ll be cheaper after Christmas) and buy many, many books. Then tell the grateful booksellers, who by this time will be hanging onto your legs begging you to stay and live with their cat in the stockroom: “Got to move on, folks. Got some books to write now. You see…we’re the Authors Guild.”
Enjoy the holidays.
Roy Blount Jr.
President Authors Guild