Sometimes one needs not say much at all. Enjoy.
Nasty shaker for the people of Chile last night. 8.8 on the Richter scale is something else. That is a lot of energy directed to the earth’s surface. Several hundred times more force than the recent seismic assault on Haiti. This slip of the earth’s crust has launched a wave of ocean hurtling across the Pacific at about 500 mph. The surge was 7 feet in South America. We will see what height the surge is in Hawaii. And maybe tonight’s closing ceremonies for the Olympics will be more prescient than we could have ever guessed. 🙂
This is one of the most brilliant pieces of intertube activism I have ever seen. Please Rob Me. Combines public messaging and location services to tell the world who is not at home, and where to go to rob them. It is all about raising public awareness of the lack of intertube privacy we have established with our mobile location services. I happily broadcast the location of my phone using google locate.
On a less fun note please I was going to link you to a read about how Google’s miss step with their cool tweeting service Buzz caused some more serious problems. A compelling post on the blog Fugivitus would have told an interesting story about how gmail’s assumption that everyone you have an email conversation is a friend. Well in the case of this blogger much of her gmail correspondence was with her violent ex husband who she was hiding from. The moment she clicked yes to buzz he was alerted to her google reader, picasa and youtube accounts. From this he found out where she was hiding from him. I hope that she is okay, but I now can see that her blog has be made private.
This is a shot taken from the back entrance of the new Vancouver Theatresports digs in Granville Island.
Just returned from a lovely visit with Peter Jonasson, the tallest man I love, from Hamilton. Peter is up at Whistler with the Olympic Broadcast Service delivering the wonderful images you are seeing at the winter Olympics. He put me up in his hotel so I could check out the Whistler Polyclinic. Spent time just walking around the village having a fun time soaking in all the fun.
Curbing your dog is the law. Stoop and scoop. Gag and bag. What ever you call it, things have improved over the laissez faire lassie faeces of the last generation of dog owners. Dogs the size of cows were allowed to roam unchecked around playgrounds, beachs and pools. Now all those treacherous turd landmines are delicately defused by soho sappers who place them in small baggies meant for the task. However parks have prevented people from placing packaged pet poop in park garbage pails, and now these lovely translucent bags of bottom booty are found every where. They hang from trees, they line the curbs, they are thrown in yards. And since they are encased in plastic bags they are likely to sit there for ever. Unforeseen consequence of protecting park garbage pails.
If you were aware of the sick bus on the Granville Street Bridge then you are aware that there are some transit issues in Vancouver during the Cool Sports Event. Here is the proposed new transit system for dowtown Vancouver.