A gallery of British food. I have yet to go to England so I can’t say for sure but on the basis of what I have heard I think it would be an excellent place to lose a few lbs. Anybody want to add their two cents?
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A great idea for a blog. I agree with this blogger completely.
Take a quick poll among your friends and see how many people can tell you who Norman Borlaug is and then see if the same people know who Ashlee Simpson is. Then come back and try to convince me why society isn’t doomed.
And yet, very few Americans would be able to say who Norman Borlaug is, leave alone list any of his groundbreaking accomplishments in solving the problems of world hunger.
Borlaug, now in his late eighties, is a plant breeder who was born in Iowa, in 1914. The vast majority of his professional life has been spent living and working in the developing countries of the world–Mexico, Pakistan, India, China, and most recently, regions of Africa.
Seemingly indefatigable, he still holds a position at Texas A&M, where he is Distinguished Professor in the Soil and Crop Sciences Department and teaches classes on occasion. He received the Nobel in 1970, primarily in recognition for his work in reversing the chronic food shortages suffered by India and Pakistan in the 1960s.
My relationship with my car dealership is bordering on “a little creepy”. I got home from vacation and went through the mail that had piled up and found this:
I am writing because I fear we may have lost you as a customer.
Our records show that it’s been a while since your last visit to
Saturn with your 2004 Saturn Ion 2 SDN. This concerns me,
because, as you know, we take great pride in long term relationships
with our customers.
Have we done something to disappoint you?
What the hell kind of letter is that? I never even have had an ex-girlfriend who was that clingy. I realize Saturn loves to do business under the charade that they are one big happy family and they are more than just a dealer and blah blah blah. I am not buying it. I bought a car, not a step-dealership. Am I suppose to answer that letter? Let me give it a try:
This letter is difficult for me to write because of all the good times we have had. I remember the day when I went to get my first inspection sticker for my car. You were compassionate, sweet, and had a nice sofa to sit on while waiting for my car to pass emissions. I will never forget it.
But I think it is time that I start seeing other dealers. To be honest, taking my picture while getting into my car for the first time was a bit weird and I felt as if you were coming on too strong. To make matters worse, when I was in getting my oil changed one day, I noticed a picture of me in this big binder with other new car owners. How long have you been selling other cars to people behind my back?
In closing, I hope we can still remain friends. I cherish the times we have shared and would hate to lose those memories. Oh, and my car just got recalled.
Do you think it is possible to get a restraining order against Saturn?
A Walmart subsidiary I bet.
Bernard Cloutier is a consultant who keeps a webpage about his travels as many other people do. What makes his a bit different is he has been to over 208 countries. Above is a picture of one of his trips to Haiti.
If you think about it for a minute, that ugly doodle is worth more to us than all of the paintings in the Louvre.
The doodle, done on a scrap of A4 paper, provides the first hint of the famous double-helix structure of DNA.
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