Black Like I Thought I Was
A black writer and advocate has a DNA test done to determine the extent of his ethnicity. The results are somewhat shocking.http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=16917
A black writer and advocate has a DNA test done to determine the extent of his ethnicity. The results are somewhat shocking.http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=16917
Rather than the philosophic tripe that I've been boring you with for the past couple days, I figured I would take a shot at some of the more prevelant (not "important") issues facing the web world today. Here goes:
I've been whining about this sort of garbage to Berta recently, but I figure you readers (one, two, and you in the back) will probably want to hear me rant, also.
This site produces a list of the latest local news via personal blogs using the same meta tags as GeoURL and RSS discovery. Not many local blogs have positional autodiscovery yet. There aren’t that many local blogs, it seems.http://localfeeds.com/near/?site=531&dist=30
Our trip to New York two years ago was not entirely fruitless, and certainly life changing.
The people there were quite different from the people I know now. Not that I would trade my friends or want to replace them at all. But I long for something different, something more. I want to be more than the sum of my internet and RPGs. Show me something new.
It's a weird state to be in. You get out of college, you have a core set of friends. Everyone moves to different places, gets different jobs. You lease, you rent, you own and meet and hate new neighbors. You join some clubs, go to some bars, meet people that just don't do it for you, but still some filter in to your circle of friends.
But here's where you are. Not really in the prime of meeting new friends. Not in the dating scene. You play poker (or whatever) on weekends so you still have some reason to hang out with the folks you know. It gives you an in to invite them over to help you move.