Gratitude and NYC's new loose glitter ordinance

I was searching through my emails and ran across something written by a good friend i met at burning man and has since moved to New York city. She's writting a letter to her friends back in california about her experience at burningman. Her thoughts capture the post-burn feeling so well, I wanted you to read this.

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Hello Lovelies...

So today, as I stood out on my third floor fire escape, aggressively shaking playa dust and glitter off of my lion costume, I had a number of interesting thoughts that I would like to share with you all.

As I watched thin clouds of dust and glitter float down to the lower rooftops, I could envision those tiny specks of glitter landing somewhere – anywhere for that matter. One might have landed on the heads of the couple on their porch below, sharing the afternoon sunshine. Other specks landed on the hot cement, and still others in the eaves of everything – waiting to be discovered and carried onto a new adventure.

Once again I have returned from the playa re-inspired by the magic of life, and filled to the brim with love and gratitude for the amazing people in my life. Each and every one of you reading this email is a vital part of me.

Yesterday I went for a long run along the Hudson River, and I was singing out loud to my music and smiling at all these beautiful strangers. I felt like I knew this great and powerful secret about HOW SIMPLE life is, and how simple it is to be happy – if we just choose that experience.

Thank you all for being a part of me discovering that I have the power to choose what I create in my life. You are my canvas, my paint, and my murky rinse water. We all create, co-create, and burn a lot of important shit together, and I feel so blessed to be part of your web.

As I was running I was thinking about gifting, and realized that the best give I have ever received is love, and that is something I will never lose and nobody can take away from me. Thank you all for being so generous with yourselves and your love.

You are each a speck of glitter, an inspiration, a trial, a celebration. Together we are a symphony of hope, imagination, power and love. Thank you for all the love, the thoughts, the support, the challenges, and most of all for the possibility you help create every moment by being yourself and the best self that you strive to be. Here's to the magic, the possibility, and letting our individual and collective lights shine and shine. With the kind of magic we create, anything is possible.

Here is the fortune I got at the Critical Tits party in my fortune cookie:

"Imagination is the highest kite one can fly."

Hot Bikes

Rachel's bike was stolen last night from where it was locked on her
front steps. In SF, over 1000 bikes are reported each year; the
actual numbers are more likely around 2000-3000 because most people
don't file a report. " Bike theft is a virtual right of passage for
most cyclists in [SF]" and yet, their seems to be little or nothing
being done about this. Read the article from the Guardian on all the
details.

Chasing my stolen bicycle
http://www.sfbg.com/entry.php?entry_id=2836

Another person has taken action by creating the useful site to help track
stolen bikes.

Stolen Bike Registery

http://www.stolenbicycleregistry.com/index.php

Then there is the National Bike Registry

http://www.nationalbikeregistry.com/

Mechanical machines replaced people called computers

This kind of thing boogles the brain: A Calculating Machine Using LEGO® Pieces

Before the day of computers and pocket calculators all mathematics was done by hand. Great effort was expended to compose trigonometric and logarithmic tables for navigation, scientific investigation, and engineering purposes. The larger efforts involved rooms of semi skilled people, called 'computers', capable of doing reliable arithmetic who would be under the direction of a skilled mathematician.

In the mid-19th century, people began to design machines to automate this error prone process. Many machines of various designs were eventually built but, the most advanced and famous of these was not. The Babbage Difference Engine.


check it out

Tech News

Interesting articles from LiveScience.com


New Computer Hard Drives Better, Faster, Stronger
You don’t have to treat your laptop as if it contained raw eggs, thanks to solid-state drives.

New New Hard Drives Hold a Terabyte of Data
The trick was to teach each bit to stand up rather than lying down. Incidentally, for planning purposes, the next level is the petabyte (a quadrillion bytes); and then the exabyte (one quintillion bytes); and then the zettabyte (one sextillion bytes); and then the yottabyte (one septillion bytes.)

New Technique Stores Data in Bacteria
You think those USB flash memory "thumbdrives" are small, check this data storage out.

Bring Your Own Bigwheel Race 2007

In my biased, unoffical study, the entire country has a love/hate thing with Califoria. It could be because the state is hogging so much of the ocean front property, or that is it rich in natural resources. I dunno. But as a result, this great land is a draw for many many people seeking something special in life.

I've heard San Fancisco described in several ways, all impling it's still the wild west that it always was. And so it would stand that the people it draws are looking for some excitement. On occasion these Mavericks need to create their own thrill rides.

This weekend in San Francisco, that thrill ride came in the form of "bring your own Big Wheel" and one GIANT hill. But not just any hill, it was a race down Lombard street, the crookedest street in the world.

Take a look.