Times are tough for people in the USA. So many people jobless, or under-employed. Much less extra income -- maybe no extra income. The media and business leaders are talking about a recovery that's happening, but most of us are NOT seeing it. Scary! I really understand (wow, do I ever understand...).
But I hope you will consider donating just $15 (just $15!) to one man's effort to start a cleaning company in Kabul, Afghanistan.
I've been volunteering with BPEACE for a while now, and my most recent effort was to help mentor a Kabul man -- Sherzai -- in starting a cleaning company in Afghanistan. Working online with a cleaning company in St. Louis, Missouri, I prepared a detailed guide to help Sherzai know all that starting a cleaning company would entail, what "green cleaning" is and if it was realistic for him to pursue such with his company, how to budget for his start up, etc. A colleague in Afghanistan then donated her precious time to translate our materials into his native language (Dari).
A cleaning company in Afghanistan might not sound that vital or exciting, but it is hugely important. Homes and work places must be clean in order to keep people healthy and to attract foreign investments. Sherzai's effort has the potential to employ hundreds of people and set a standard that could encourage others.
Please consider donating just $15 to Sherzai's effort (it makes me sad to see him at the bottom of the leader board). Or donate to one of the other Afghan or Rwandan entrepreneurs wanting to start or expand a business in their home countries (each job has the potential to employ several dozen, even hundreds, of people). Or donate to BPEACE in general, to help all the entrepreneurs.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
1000 miles riding my own motorcycle!
I've now ridden more than 1000 miles on my own motorcycle. Hurrah! Here is everywhere I've been so far by motorcycle.
The 150+ mile ride on back roads to Corvalis (farthest South trip) last Sunday was terrific, though not enough winding roads for Stefan: interesting things to see, some really lovely houses, and even a ferry ride! We also had a wonderful 188 mile ride a week ago, through the Nehalem Valley, with lunch at the Birkenfeld Country Store (which turns out to cater specifically to motorcyclists) and lots and lots of winding roads, then back through Newberg to Canby - gorgeous scenery, little traffic (except for other bikers) and dry roads.
If I wasn't riding, I would be pulling my hair out. Being unemployed for so long, missing Europe so much, and feeling like Oregon (and, indeed, the whole move back to the USA) has been such a huge mistake, it's riding my motorcycle that gives me so much of what I miss.
My first overnight motorcycle trip (camping) on my own bike could happen in late May or in June. I'm still not going as fast as Stefan around curves, but he's good about waiting for me if he gets more than a mile ahead (which does happen if we hit a really, really winding road). And for the record: I go at least the recommended MPH in a curve, and sometimes 5 - 10 miles over.
My goal? 1500 miles by September 1, 2010.
Gail saw this and thought of me. And, indeed, it's how I think now when the weather is nice. I love riding a motorcycle of my own: first of all, it's empowering. I love the sense of accomplishment and confidence riding a motorcycle of my own gives me. It also fits well with my love of adventure. I also love the camaraderie/community with other bikers -- I haven't found any motorcycle snobbery yet among motorcyclists I meet -- and everyone (waitresses, gas station attendants, etc.) are just so welcoming when we pull up and I pull off my helmet. And I feel so cool! The downside of riding my own motorcycle? It's really challenging physically and mentally, and I always have to be ready for that challenge. I also have to be hyper vigilant while riding, always assuming that truckers and car drivers do not see me.
But with that said, I don't think there's a thing wrong with women who ride on the back of a motorcycle -- I refuse to fall into that kind of motorcycle rider snobbery. One of the really nice things about riding on the back of a motorcycle is that you don't have to pay attention at all to driving -- you get to just experience, just grooving along, zoning out, not making any decisions, just enjoying the ride...
I looked up motorcycle classes when I lived in Austin, Texas back in the 1990s, and intended to sign up for them, and then never did. I'm not sure I really ever would have on my own. So I have to thank Stefan for being so supportive and encouraging of the idea. I'm just so sorry I waited so long!
To all my women friends: if you have ever thought you might like to ride a motorcycle, sign up now and take the Motorcycle Safety Foundation course nearest you (in Oregon, instead of MSF, there is Team Oregon). You do not need your own motorcycle to take the class (and probably not even your own helmet). And if you pass the class, in most states, you will get your motorcycle license (no need to take another riding test) after you finish the written test. You aren't making any kind of big financial commitment to take the MSF course -- it was $150 when I took it. It's a two-day course, and at the end of it, you can decide you don't want to ride a motorcycle. It's a fantastic way to spend a weekend, at the very least.
Just promise me that, once you decide you do want to start riding, whether on your own motorcycle or someone else's, the first thing you will be is a helmet of your own!
The 150+ mile ride on back roads to Corvalis (farthest South trip) last Sunday was terrific, though not enough winding roads for Stefan: interesting things to see, some really lovely houses, and even a ferry ride! We also had a wonderful 188 mile ride a week ago, through the Nehalem Valley, with lunch at the Birkenfeld Country Store (which turns out to cater specifically to motorcyclists) and lots and lots of winding roads, then back through Newberg to Canby - gorgeous scenery, little traffic (except for other bikers) and dry roads.
If I wasn't riding, I would be pulling my hair out. Being unemployed for so long, missing Europe so much, and feeling like Oregon (and, indeed, the whole move back to the USA) has been such a huge mistake, it's riding my motorcycle that gives me so much of what I miss.
My first overnight motorcycle trip (camping) on my own bike could happen in late May or in June. I'm still not going as fast as Stefan around curves, but he's good about waiting for me if he gets more than a mile ahead (which does happen if we hit a really, really winding road). And for the record: I go at least the recommended MPH in a curve, and sometimes 5 - 10 miles over.
My goal? 1500 miles by September 1, 2010.
Gail saw this and thought of me. And, indeed, it's how I think now when the weather is nice. I love riding a motorcycle of my own: first of all, it's empowering. I love the sense of accomplishment and confidence riding a motorcycle of my own gives me. It also fits well with my love of adventure. I also love the camaraderie/community with other bikers -- I haven't found any motorcycle snobbery yet among motorcyclists I meet -- and everyone (waitresses, gas station attendants, etc.) are just so welcoming when we pull up and I pull off my helmet. And I feel so cool! The downside of riding my own motorcycle? It's really challenging physically and mentally, and I always have to be ready for that challenge. I also have to be hyper vigilant while riding, always assuming that truckers and car drivers do not see me.
But with that said, I don't think there's a thing wrong with women who ride on the back of a motorcycle -- I refuse to fall into that kind of motorcycle rider snobbery. One of the really nice things about riding on the back of a motorcycle is that you don't have to pay attention at all to driving -- you get to just experience, just grooving along, zoning out, not making any decisions, just enjoying the ride...
I looked up motorcycle classes when I lived in Austin, Texas back in the 1990s, and intended to sign up for them, and then never did. I'm not sure I really ever would have on my own. So I have to thank Stefan for being so supportive and encouraging of the idea. I'm just so sorry I waited so long!
To all my women friends: if you have ever thought you might like to ride a motorcycle, sign up now and take the Motorcycle Safety Foundation course nearest you (in Oregon, instead of MSF, there is Team Oregon). You do not need your own motorcycle to take the class (and probably not even your own helmet). And if you pass the class, in most states, you will get your motorcycle license (no need to take another riding test) after you finish the written test. You aren't making any kind of big financial commitment to take the MSF course -- it was $150 when I took it. It's a two-day course, and at the end of it, you can decide you don't want to ride a motorcycle. It's a fantastic way to spend a weekend, at the very least.
Just promise me that, once you decide you do want to start riding, whether on your own motorcycle or someone else's, the first thing you will be is a helmet of your own!
on science, theories, beliefs and superstitions
The Origin of Species is a SCIENTIFIC theory, not just a theory. And there's a big difference in the two uses of this word:
In everyday language, a theory is a hunch or speculation. Not so in science! The SCIENTIFIC METHOD is a body of rigorous techniques for investigating phenomena. That means gathering observable, empirical and measurable evidence subject to specific principles of reasoning. A scientific theory is not an assumption, opinion, view, belief or contention. It is, rather, a system of scientifically proven principles. A scientific theory is an explanation of a set of related observations or events based upon proven hypotheses. A scientific theory has been verified many, many times by different researchers. One scientist cannot create a theory; he or she can only create a hypothesis.
Evolution is NOT "just a theory." It is a fact. Even if you believe the Earth is only around 6000 years old, the science that species have evolved in that time according to the principals outlined by Darwin and others is irrefutable -- so irrefutable that theologians who teach the young-Earth creationist myth acknowledge that life on Earth has evolved in the last 6000 years .
Companies base their business decisions about where to find oil, where to mine for certain minerals, etc., based on the science that the Earth is about 4.5 billion years old and a whole buncha geophysical activities have happened in that time (yes, I believe scientists do use the term "buncha").
Here's a testimonial of a man who realized young-Earth creationism was not science when he became a geophysicist working for a seismic company. In addition to be a fascinating testimonial, it also is a reminder of one of the dangers of repudiating of science. Other consequences of repudiating science are uneducated students and unfunded science programs that are vital to our country’s prosperity and health, and communities and individuals that live based on fear and superstition rather than reason. It's thinking that is a danger to my country as well as to myself as an individual.
And, yes, you can be a Christian and believe in science (including the scientific theory of Evolution).
In everyday language, a theory is a hunch or speculation. Not so in science! The SCIENTIFIC METHOD is a body of rigorous techniques for investigating phenomena. That means gathering observable, empirical and measurable evidence subject to specific principles of reasoning. A scientific theory is not an assumption, opinion, view, belief or contention. It is, rather, a system of scientifically proven principles. A scientific theory is an explanation of a set of related observations or events based upon proven hypotheses. A scientific theory has been verified many, many times by different researchers. One scientist cannot create a theory; he or she can only create a hypothesis.
Evolution is NOT "just a theory." It is a fact. Even if you believe the Earth is only around 6000 years old, the science that species have evolved in that time according to the principals outlined by Darwin and others is irrefutable -- so irrefutable that theologians who teach the young-Earth creationist myth acknowledge that life on Earth has evolved in the last 6000 years .
Companies base their business decisions about where to find oil, where to mine for certain minerals, etc., based on the science that the Earth is about 4.5 billion years old and a whole buncha geophysical activities have happened in that time (yes, I believe scientists do use the term "buncha").
Here's a testimonial of a man who realized young-Earth creationism was not science when he became a geophysicist working for a seismic company. In addition to be a fascinating testimonial, it also is a reminder of one of the dangers of repudiating of science. Other consequences of repudiating science are uneducated students and unfunded science programs that are vital to our country’s prosperity and health, and communities and individuals that live based on fear and superstition rather than reason. It's thinking that is a danger to my country as well as to myself as an individual.
And, yes, you can be a Christian and believe in science (including the scientific theory of Evolution).
Friday, April 9, 2010
More photos from Australia
More photos from Australia, from what is now one of my favorite cities on Earth: Melbourne.
And don't forget the travelogue for the Australia trip!
No, I'm not moving there; I would never subject my dog to six months quarantine. Not for any job in the world.
And don't forget the travelogue for the Australia trip!
No, I'm not moving there; I would never subject my dog to six months quarantine. Not for any job in the world.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
This American Life - NUMMI
When I was in Australia, I met a woman who is a big fan of This American Life, the hour-long radio program that plays on most public radio stations around the USA, and is available for free streaming online from the web site. I'm a HUGE fan myself, and was really happy to hear she loved the show; too often, I hear from foreigners, "So, the USA is just like the TV show Friends or Sex in the City, right?"
(for the record, she's also a huge fan of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. We're best friends now)
This American Life is sometimes hilarious, sometimes sad, always insightful and always entertaining. It's a great thing to listen to while you are cleaning your house.
Most This American Life shows have multiple stories around a theme. But sometimes, the show is focused on just one story. And one recent single-story episode was absolutely fantastic: if you haven't listened to the episode Nummi, stop what you are doing and listen to it now. It details the story of a GM subsidiary, NUMMI, based in Fremont, California, that successfully used Japanese-style management for its manufacture of cars. The dream was that the successful NUMMI plant would change all of GM from the ground-up, for the better. But, sadly, GM didn't get it, and they killed the successful NUMMI plant. This episode shows exactly what is wrong with American management and the manufacturing sector -- and not just the car industry. If you consider yourself a good manager, or want to be one, if you are getting an MBA, or if you want to understand why the USA is in trouble economically, you have to listen to this episode.
(and if you want to understand the global economic crisis and aren't an economist nor a mathematician, don't miss the episode The Giant Pool of Money)
(for the record, she's also a huge fan of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. We're best friends now)
This American Life is sometimes hilarious, sometimes sad, always insightful and always entertaining. It's a great thing to listen to while you are cleaning your house.
Most This American Life shows have multiple stories around a theme. But sometimes, the show is focused on just one story. And one recent single-story episode was absolutely fantastic: if you haven't listened to the episode Nummi, stop what you are doing and listen to it now. It details the story of a GM subsidiary, NUMMI, based in Fremont, California, that successfully used Japanese-style management for its manufacture of cars. The dream was that the successful NUMMI plant would change all of GM from the ground-up, for the better. But, sadly, GM didn't get it, and they killed the successful NUMMI plant. This episode shows exactly what is wrong with American management and the manufacturing sector -- and not just the car industry. If you consider yourself a good manager, or want to be one, if you are getting an MBA, or if you want to understand why the USA is in trouble economically, you have to listen to this episode.
(and if you want to understand the global economic crisis and aren't an economist nor a mathematician, don't miss the episode The Giant Pool of Money)
Friday, April 2, 2010
Australia travelogue
I'm back from Australia, still severely jet-lagged. Since this was for work, I was online regularly (unlike when I travel for fun), so it's the first trip where the Internet played such a huge role in sharing the experience as it was happening with my friends (that's you!). It was so much fun interacting with you all while I was in Australia -- thanks for your posts to Facebook and emails!
Because of that, I was keen to get the Australia travelogue done ASAP. There's a link to photos there as well. As always, feel free to email me directly with comments or questions (or share your comments with the world, that's fine too).
This will be my last international trip for a very long time, and has been my only work in 2010, both of which have made me more down than usual following a trip.
Because of that, I was keen to get the Australia travelogue done ASAP. There's a link to photos there as well. As always, feel free to email me directly with comments or questions (or share your comments with the world, that's fine too).
This will be my last international trip for a very long time, and has been my only work in 2010, both of which have made me more down than usual following a trip.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Marzo, März, Mars, Marts, martie, Maart
I thought the closing ceremony of the Winter Olympics was HILARIOUS. Leave it to the Canadians to make fun of themselves better than anyone. Imagine if other countries did something similar at their closing ceremonies... I'm re-envisioning the closing ceremonies for Torino, Italy...
I'm sad the Winter games are over. I prefer the Winter Olympics because most events are the result of drunken bets long ago during snowy, icy winters. Canada should be *very* proud of great games - congrats on your incredible Hockey Win. My favorite Olympic moment? That's tough... probably the woman German speed skater who "swam" over the finish line, thought she'd lost her team the gold medal, then realized they had still won. Awesome. And, in a way, the moment when that Dutch guy lost his gold medal because of his coach's foul-up -- losing when everyone thinks you will win is part of sport. Sports isn't just winning, and we forget that sometimes.
* * *
Remember when I asked if you knew anyone who ran a cleaning company? I volunteer with a nonprofit that helps entrepreneurs in Afghanistan, and I was trying to find someone to answer questions for an Afghan wanting to start a cleaning company in Kabul. Have you ever wondered what happened? Now you can know (and maybe you will want to get involved as well?).
* * *
And speaking of volunteering, I recently blogged on my professional blog about why I volunteer with the Girl Scouts. I wanted to show why Girl Scouts, as an organization, is not what you probably think it is -- and that's a good thing! And on a related note, I found some of my patches from my own Girl Scout days, which is amazing, given how many times I've moved since those days (more than 10 times just in the USA). One is for day camp -- my favorite Girl Scouts experience -- two are for cookie sales, and one is a mystery patch -- I have no idea what it's for. Sadly, my Girl Scout badges are long gone -- I guess I threw away my Girl Scout sash in a moment of pre-teen I'm-too-cool-for-this-stuff phase. Stupid me. The patches never got sewn on the sash, which is why I still have them.
I also found my patch from my days as a teenage hospital volunteer. In those days, we were called candy stripers, because of our adorable red-and-white-striped uniforms; now, that term is passé. I guess Mom never got around to sewing it on my uniform (and who knows where that ended up). I worked primarily for the radiology department, wheeling patients to and from x-rays. It was a great experience in that I learned that I absolutely, positively did not want to work in a hosptial or provide health care, and that nurses are amazing and doctors could learn a lot from them. Funny that I'm now so interested in health-related communications and health education.
* * *
Stefan got Friday and Monday off as comp days, so we spent Sunday and Monday riding. I put 100 miles on the motorcycle on Sunday and 200 on Wednesday.
Saturday, we went to Silver Falls State Park, then pushed on to Mill City. We took Lyons Mill City Drive back, then across 22 to Old Mehama Road (sadly, Gene's Meat Market, featuring "German sausages", was closed on Sunday). We need a better map -- the GPS isn't great for picking roads, and the map we have doesn't show if a road is gravel, dirt or paved (something Stefan doesn't have to worry about, but I do (I don't have a bike for off-roading).
Sunday, we road to various back roads to Newberg, passing a lot of signs for B & Bs and wineries -- it reminded me of Poland or Hungary for that reason (as well as the landscape). From there, we took 240 through Carlton (cute little town) and then all the way through the mountains and Siuslaw National Forest to Beaver. Attention motorcyclists: Siuslaw NF has a lot of very simple tent camping sites along the way. The road is a biker's dream except for 2.7 miles of well-packed dirt. Yes, I've now had an off-pavement experience. It's all I want for now... It's my first winding road experience as well, which was fun but scary. I go the suggested speed limits in turns, and that's not something driver's behind me like.
In Beaver, Stefan got to experience his first every general store/restaurant/fish & tackle/movie rental/post office. Yes, Beaver is a small town. Stefan had a pulled pork sandwich, and wondered allowed why, amid the myriad of types of pork dishes offered in Germany, pulled pork is not one of them. I decided we should move back to Germany and open a barbecue hut.
We drove 101 North a bit (and finally saw some other bikers), then took SandLake road, with massive amounts of sand on either side of us, to the cliffs over-looking the coast. It was my favorite weather for an ocean view -- overcast and just a little chilly. We had a nice view of Three Arch Rocks, and I think we saw a bald eagle, maybe two. We drove to Oceanside and then head back to Beaver, then took 22 to 18 and then various roads home. And by the end, my brain and hands were mush. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I am so out of shape. I had no idea traveling by motorcycle is so mentally and physically taxing! I am even more in awe of my motorcycle traveling husband.
My goal is to travel at least 1500 miles on my own bike by the end of 2010. I've put around 600 miles on the bike already!
For now, we're just looking at day trips and weekend trips by bike amid all our travel for work, but we have got to have a long, real trip this year, before summer ends, visiting somewhere interesting, or we'll pull our hair out. Destination suggestions welcomed (we love beautiful, remote places with good roads and plenty of places to camp).
We also need a camping trip for Albi. She misses camping.
A side note: we sure have met a lot of people who are taking months or a year off to ride from Canada to Mexico, or even all the way to South America, and coming through Oregon. I knew a lot of people did that, but I'm stunned at just how many do it! Hurrah for people who understand the joys of travel and make it a priority! We love being a part of this "club"!
* * *
No, Stefan is still not a volunteer firefighter in the USA. Oregon, if you don't have enough volunteer firefighters, it is your OWN fault!
But Stefan is a booth babe & trucker now.
* * *
I've said it before, I'll say it again: I want to be able to see CNN International on my TV. I do not want to have to watch it on my computer. I want to know what is happening in the world, and to hear world news from journalists who actually know what they are talking about. CNN USA is a joke. The latest case in point: during the Chilé coverage, when a scientist said something was five meters, the CNN guy said, "Now, what is that in English?" ARGH!!! Sigh.
I'm sad the Winter games are over. I prefer the Winter Olympics because most events are the result of drunken bets long ago during snowy, icy winters. Canada should be *very* proud of great games - congrats on your incredible Hockey Win. My favorite Olympic moment? That's tough... probably the woman German speed skater who "swam" over the finish line, thought she'd lost her team the gold medal, then realized they had still won. Awesome. And, in a way, the moment when that Dutch guy lost his gold medal because of his coach's foul-up -- losing when everyone thinks you will win is part of sport. Sports isn't just winning, and we forget that sometimes.
* * *
Remember when I asked if you knew anyone who ran a cleaning company? I volunteer with a nonprofit that helps entrepreneurs in Afghanistan, and I was trying to find someone to answer questions for an Afghan wanting to start a cleaning company in Kabul. Have you ever wondered what happened? Now you can know (and maybe you will want to get involved as well?).
* * *
And speaking of volunteering, I recently blogged on my professional blog about why I volunteer with the Girl Scouts. I wanted to show why Girl Scouts, as an organization, is not what you probably think it is -- and that's a good thing! And on a related note, I found some of my patches from my own Girl Scout days, which is amazing, given how many times I've moved since those days (more than 10 times just in the USA). One is for day camp -- my favorite Girl Scouts experience -- two are for cookie sales, and one is a mystery patch -- I have no idea what it's for. Sadly, my Girl Scout badges are long gone -- I guess I threw away my Girl Scout sash in a moment of pre-teen I'm-too-cool-for-this-stuff phase. Stupid me. The patches never got sewn on the sash, which is why I still have them.
I also found my patch from my days as a teenage hospital volunteer. In those days, we were called candy stripers, because of our adorable red-and-white-striped uniforms; now, that term is passé. I guess Mom never got around to sewing it on my uniform (and who knows where that ended up). I worked primarily for the radiology department, wheeling patients to and from x-rays. It was a great experience in that I learned that I absolutely, positively did not want to work in a hosptial or provide health care, and that nurses are amazing and doctors could learn a lot from them. Funny that I'm now so interested in health-related communications and health education.* * *
Stefan got Friday and Monday off as comp days, so we spent Sunday and Monday riding. I put 100 miles on the motorcycle on Sunday and 200 on Wednesday.
Saturday, we went to Silver Falls State Park, then pushed on to Mill City. We took Lyons Mill City Drive back, then across 22 to Old Mehama Road (sadly, Gene's Meat Market, featuring "German sausages", was closed on Sunday). We need a better map -- the GPS isn't great for picking roads, and the map we have doesn't show if a road is gravel, dirt or paved (something Stefan doesn't have to worry about, but I do (I don't have a bike for off-roading).
Sunday, we road to various back roads to Newberg, passing a lot of signs for B & Bs and wineries -- it reminded me of Poland or Hungary for that reason (as well as the landscape). From there, we took 240 through Carlton (cute little town) and then all the way through the mountains and Siuslaw National Forest to Beaver. Attention motorcyclists: Siuslaw NF has a lot of very simple tent camping sites along the way. The road is a biker's dream except for 2.7 miles of well-packed dirt. Yes, I've now had an off-pavement experience. It's all I want for now... It's my first winding road experience as well, which was fun but scary. I go the suggested speed limits in turns, and that's not something driver's behind me like.
In Beaver, Stefan got to experience his first every general store/restaurant/fish & tackle/movie rental/post office. Yes, Beaver is a small town. Stefan had a pulled pork sandwich, and wondered allowed why, amid the myriad of types of pork dishes offered in Germany, pulled pork is not one of them. I decided we should move back to Germany and open a barbecue hut.
We drove 101 North a bit (and finally saw some other bikers), then took SandLake road, with massive amounts of sand on either side of us, to the cliffs over-looking the coast. It was my favorite weather for an ocean view -- overcast and just a little chilly. We had a nice view of Three Arch Rocks, and I think we saw a bald eagle, maybe two. We drove to Oceanside and then head back to Beaver, then took 22 to 18 and then various roads home. And by the end, my brain and hands were mush. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I am so out of shape. I had no idea traveling by motorcycle is so mentally and physically taxing! I am even more in awe of my motorcycle traveling husband.
My goal is to travel at least 1500 miles on my own bike by the end of 2010. I've put around 600 miles on the bike already!
For now, we're just looking at day trips and weekend trips by bike amid all our travel for work, but we have got to have a long, real trip this year, before summer ends, visiting somewhere interesting, or we'll pull our hair out. Destination suggestions welcomed (we love beautiful, remote places with good roads and plenty of places to camp).
We also need a camping trip for Albi. She misses camping.
A side note: we sure have met a lot of people who are taking months or a year off to ride from Canada to Mexico, or even all the way to South America, and coming through Oregon. I knew a lot of people did that, but I'm stunned at just how many do it! Hurrah for people who understand the joys of travel and make it a priority! We love being a part of this "club"!
* * *
No, Stefan is still not a volunteer firefighter in the USA. Oregon, if you don't have enough volunteer firefighters, it is your OWN fault!
But Stefan is a booth babe & trucker now.
* * *
I've said it before, I'll say it again: I want to be able to see CNN International on my TV. I do not want to have to watch it on my computer. I want to know what is happening in the world, and to hear world news from journalists who actually know what they are talking about. CNN USA is a joke. The latest case in point: during the Chilé coverage, when a scientist said something was five meters, the CNN guy said, "Now, what is that in English?" ARGH!!! Sigh.
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