South Dakota Blogosphere Bulletin Board
Sadly, Blind Orange Julius is shutting down his “news service” for health reasons. Go read his post and then wander the archives.
Blog Headline of the Week Award
Amazon makes the Kindle a memory hole. That is doubleplusungood.
The panelists for the 2010 Best Translated Book awards have offered a list of “translations that some of us have liked.” I’ve read one and hate to admit that I have five others in the TBR bookshelves.
Words Without Borders and Open Letter Books have launched a blog in connection with the forthcoming The Wall in My Head, an anthology commemorating the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. The book will be released on November 9, 20 years to the day the Wall came down.
I readily admit I have no clue what postmodernism really means. But I’m even more confused given the breadth of attributes the LA Times uses in its list of 61 essential postmodern reads, a list that includes both Shakespeare and Nathaniel Hawthorne.
Hmm, Book Blogger Appreciation Week. And it even starts on my birthday.
A top 10 list of books of the American frontier — from a Scottish playwright.
The Big Picture does up Apollo 11.
Kottke has a giant Apollo 11 post.
New satellite images of lunar landing locations (of course, the conspiracy theorists will say these are fake too).
Where would we be if Congress hadn’t cancelled the Apollo program?
As a follow-up to last week’s rant on airfares, I got a ticket on Southwest for $165.70, including fees and all other charges.
Study reveals that “swearing may serve an important function in relieving pain.” No sh%@?
Are this many people really this stupid?
This could also fall into the “you know you’re a redneck when” category.
Once again, NASA gives us earth pron.
Hong Kong moves beyond bottle and can deposits. For each plastic shopping bag requested by a customer, Hong Kong retailers must charge an “environmental levy” of about six U.S. cents.
When one knew that any document was due for destruction … it was an automatic action to lift the flap of the nearest memory hole and drop it in, whereupon it would be whirled away on a current of warm air to the enormous furnaces which were hidden somewhere in the recesses of the building.
George Orwell, 1984