Hillary in Tuzla, unpacked

Clinton has a great deal of trouble distinguishing young girls greeting you as a hero from relentless sniper fire.

Of course, that’s the same problem Cheney, Bush, and the Iraq war planners have had for years now.

Then again, maybe this footage proves she really was courageous under fire:

Hmm. No?

Maybe the proof she’s telling the truth must be buried in all those tax records she has yet to release.

Less is more

For anyone wondering why this blog has bogged a bit:

• I’m crazy busy these days with multiple projects that (a) I enjoy, and (b) require large volumes of time and creative energy. This is fun, but it does push blogging way down on my priority list, while keeping my head out of the distraction-of-the-day timesuck on which blogs tend to thrive.  I could conceivably write about the work, but between respect for privacy and enforceable non-disclosure clauses, it’s mostly stuff I shouldn’t write about here anyway.

• There’s also rapidly diminishing necessity. In the distant past of five years ago, there weren’t 700 (if not 70,000) other blogs already posting most of the political stuff I’d post anyway. Now there are, often written by knowledgeable people who can devote ten times the hours that I can. There are also a lot more aggregators like Reddit, Digg, etc. to make accessing new and interesting stuff easy. There are even meta-aggregators like Popurls.com to simplify scanning these in one stop.

The Jim Cramer post just under this one is a good example. Worth a look, kinda sad and amusing, maybe has a point, but I’m guessing you’d probably see it a dozen other places in your normal surfing routine anyway.

• I do, however, occasionally have real original stuff to share, and that’s what I should probably move this space toward — first-hand experiences from what is admittedly a mildly odd life. The vagaries of Colombian airport security, tips on how and why to throw baby Icelandic puffins overhand into the ocean, and photos of confrontations with giant manta rays all still seem worth a minute here and there. So those are what I’ll concentrate on.

Less is more. And with my schedule these days, it’s also the most.

Thanks always for stopping by.

Less is more

For anyone wondering why this blog has bogged a bit:

• I’m crazy busy these days with multiple projects that (a) I enjoy, and (b) require large volumes of time and creative energy. This is fun, but it does push blogging way down on my priority list, while keeping my head out of the distraction-of-the-day timesuck on which blogs tend to thrive.  I could conceivably write about the work, but between respect for privacy and enforceable non-disclosure clauses, it’s mostly stuff I shouldn’t write about here anyway.

• There’s also rapidly diminishing necessity. In the distant past of five years ago, there weren’t 700 (if not 70,000) other blogs already posting most of the political stuff I’d post anyway. Now there are, often written by knowledgeable people who can devote ten times the hours that I can. There are also a lot more aggregators like Reddit, Digg, etc. to make accessing new and interesting stuff easy. There are even meta-aggregators like Popurls.com to simplify scanning these in one stop.

The Jim Cramer post just under this one is a good example. Worth a look, kinda sad and amusing, maybe has a point, but I’m guessing you’d probably see it a dozen other places in your normal surfing routine anyway.

• I do, however, occasionally have real original stuff to share, and that’s what I should probably move this space toward — first-hand experiences from what is admittedly a mildly odd life. The vagaries of Colombian airport security, tips on how and why to throw baby Icelandic puffins overhand into the ocean, and photos of confrontations with giant manta rays all still seem worth a minute here and there. So those are what I’ll concentrate on.

Less is more. And with my schedule these days, it’s also the most.

Thanks always for stopping by.

Friday Pudublogging: Leap Day Edition

How do pudus celebrate Leap Day?

Sample Image

By leaping forward and taking a piece of apple out of your hand, obviously.

Photo taken at Fauna Andina, smack dab in the Valdivian rain forest, about 300 miles south of Santiago, Chile.

When we get the PayPal thing up to support their preservation efforts, I hope you’ll chip in vigorously.  The pudus will thank you for it.