No, I’m sure. Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt did not adopt a load on girls. Angelina was seen in association with him oldest son Maddox at the airport from Austin, Texas this morning. She seemed in hold busting from her even.

Her favor as Angie’s girls are expanding at a quicker step than it underneath. But her greatness is unconfirmed, Angelina and Brad are expecting their Fifth angel. Reports are just saw him could be twins.

This child will surely be just equally great for the couples another four children, trio on which are adopted. Her mien like this need to come a do cradle if we are before getting up to see Jolie’s assets.

Such Aspiration.

Feb 02, 2008, the storm last night had her frightened. But, she could not show her fear, had to be strong for the children. They were very frightened, all except brother who slept through it. The building down from her lost its roof but all is well in her home.

Her therapy is going well; she vacuumed for Him today and did not get out of breath. She is getting stronger every day. She wants to be strong for Him. The opportunity to serve Him is so fulfilling to her. She feels renewed when with Him and is happy to help Him or simply sit quietly nearby.

They bought bells today, little silver bells. They are going to make things for the drumming. She is coming out of her shell and taking her daughter with her. It is nice to she the child trying to blossom before her mother did.

Her life is full of possibility now. She is not alone, there are people that care around her and she can feel the energy they give. Her new growth is just beginning but she can see the wealth of opportunity.

You came to me when my world was dark,
You told me of the light.

You held me when I cried;
You told me it would be alright.

You bound me with chains of steel;
You told me I was free.

You asked me for my soul,
I kneel and give you all that is me.

Her treatments are apparently going well, she was able to walk (at a fast pace) tonight with out having to stop and rest. She was not out of breath at all and her legs are not hurting.

After having her treatment today she went in to help Him, doing small things for Him and seeing the way He is pleased makes her so happy inside. The way His hand brushes her hair, so gentle. The way He smiles at her, she loves His smile, His praise, His approval.

Then there was the alter class. It was very good; the class participation really helped and made it personal. And the speaker was so very clear and easy to understand. She is really beginning to open up with others. Though still nervous inside she is able to get past the fear and step onto her new path. The blooming will not happen overnight but she is so happy that is has begun.

Beginning a pilgrimage towards self-knowledge and eventually wisdom. Recognizing the path of personal growth within her and where she finds herself upon that path.

Thru the ceremony and potluck and it was wonderful. Its so nice to have it done, now I just have to go handle all the name changing stuff. Loads of fun I tell ya, especially when getting to drag around two kiddos.

Around midday Sunday I started feeling extremely exhausted, then a sore throat kicked in, its still rearing its ugly head today and I feel like my nasal passages are on fire. Gotta love that crap too! V’s nose is running, M’s too for that matter, and so we’re all kinda sick. I hate when it starts to warm up, all the icky germy bugs take over. I get a sinus crud every year around this time. Although this year I fully intend on taking some good meds.

I have got to start keeping up with this blog a bit better. Maybe I need to find a site that offers ideas or something.

Thats me lol… I searched this whole town, well pretty much anyways. I didnt end up getting advil cold/sinus but I did get the walmart brand, they wanted 12$ for the advil name, and only 5.60$ for the store brand. Sweet relief!!! It took about 20 mins to kick in and here I am 4 hours later just about needing another dose, I think I’ll forgo it though and just take something nice and strong to knock me out at bed time.

I did have to sign my life away to get it. Lovely huh? All because of one drug in it, I have to stand in a long line at the pharmacy (25 mins no joke!) and show my ID, and sign stating I know that I am purchasing this drug la la la… Just give it to me darn it!!! Thankfully I had one swallow of water in my water bottle in the car so I was able to take it before even leaving the parking lot.

I don’t know why the Tylenol (and store equivalents) do nothing for me. I have no clue what so ever. The same goes for head aches and fevers, doesnt even touch them. Now Ibuprofen, knocks it out as soon as it kicks in. I should take stock in Advil. I really should I buy so much of it. Although we’ve been slowly switching store brands because they want so much more money for the name brand stuff.

Anyways I’ll end as I’m rambling. I have dinner to make. I actually feel great as aposed to this morning when all I wanted to do was ignore the fact that M was screaming to go potty in her room and V was yelling “Mama I GO” at 6:20am, and roll over and go back to sleep. I’m sure Mike will take half the box and store it in his car because he’s got the same thing going on and its the only thing that works for him as well.

I personally wish I could get one of those big dumpster trucks, and just start pitching crap out the bedroom windows into it. I’m so very sick of the clutter. I’d post pictures but its really embarrassing. I’m sick to death of cleaning my counter off and it becoming so cluttered again with in just days. I need places to put things but I still dont have my shelves above my desk. I need to just get rid of stuff I dont tough I think. Like our storage and garage are stuffed full of crap, so much so that I can’t park in there, neither can you. Its a pig sty.

I can’t seem to get you on board either, which doesnt help matters. I will work hard on the kitchen to turn around and have the living room destroyed by the girls, or their room. I don’t mind that so much since they are kids and most of it is pretty easily picked back up. He brings home box after box of computer crap and servers and computers and guess where they are…. yep my dining area is full of it. I can’t even get into my desk.

I have a mission to get this place cleaned and douched out by the time I want to go to town. That way I can have someone come take care of my cats the week that we are gone. The way it is right now I even hate having people over. I want the balcony stripped of the crap thats out there. I just wish I knew how to motivate you into getting rid of stuff. He’s done the same thing to his parents house. I think sometimes his parents think its my job to influence him to get rid of the stuff. He’s a pack-rat. I am too to some extent but I’m trying to change.

I think I’ll make a list of what I want done and by when and hopefully it will get done.

I’m loving my classes more and more.
They are so much fun to have and the people around me are quite great too. We’re just finishing up our first print-making project and our second one involves foods. I want to make mine based on Wagashi. Do you know anything about wagashi? If so, let me know before next Monday.

Typography is still a little dull, but it’s getting better. I wonder what we’ll be doing tomorrow….

Quark is cool, but it’s easy. Figure drawing is something I needed to perfect for a while now. I already knew that so this class is coming to good use.

Illustration Class is by far my favourite so far. I love illustration since it involves so much. Perspective Drawing is fun too.

Still Life is by far the hardest class of all seven classes that I have. I’m not happy where I am right now, but I’m gradually improving. I’ll get it. I know I will.

I haven’t scanned any of my work yet. i haven’t had the time. I’ll try for it on Sunday.

i plan to go out to the Philadelphia Museum of Art on Saturday too, since it’s free for college students to get in. I’ve wanted to go for a few months now, too.

The Mooncake Festival was on Saturday, or at least it was celebrated then. I enjoyed the festivities in Chinatown and even got to see a few friends of mine who I don’t get to see so often anymore. I even ran into a guy I went to school with back in grade nine, first year of high school. I hadn’t seen him for three years and the fact that he recognised me and remembered my name simply wowed me. Maybe I’ll get to see him a little more often now and become friends with him again.

So. That’s all for now. I have to go get some work done for class tomorrow.

Rather than seeing a couple of hundred unanswered email as a sign of bad karma, and/or immense popularity, here’s a perspective that might be just a tad more sensible. Simply put, I believe it’s all about making sense. To begin with, most of us have experiences. When trying to make sense out of them, we look for, and consequently apply, signs, triggers, cues, hints, patterns, knobs, handles and levers, anything we can wrap our hands and minds around, so as to make sense out of it all, or rather, select portions of it.

This is where all the trouble begins. Others have this annoying predilection of selecting other bits, and call them the significant one’s. Our bits are tested and true, valid and relevant knowledge, often highly valuable, if not downright essential and seminal. Others select bits are opinion, and needs to be resisted, and the holders of such gently nudged towards letting go of their wayward ramblings. All this usually goes on in something we usually refer to as a meeting, or a series of meetings. When we really want to have serious fun, we package all of the above into a big pile, and call it a project.

Here, I believe I’ve actually found somewhat of a solution. Rather than trying to bludgeon everyone else into seeing things your way, all the existing differences of opinion, as well as all the asymmetries wrt to what information the participants have access to, can be seen as the creative tension out of which a valuble meeting can unfold. As for how, that is a bit more complex. There’s usually a more or less unique path for each single meeting, depending on such things as participants, issue and desired outcome. This unique path, and how to optimally leverage these asymmetries, is at the heart of what we at here, do.

Increasingly, businesses need to deal with wicked problems. When trying to solve them, they frequently discover other problems, which need to be solved. And so on and so forth. Not very forth really, more like muddling through. One might also say, that our chosen solutions are co-evolving with the problem space. Now and then we get lucky, and manage to climb back down into a black box with a sufficient degree of certainty and agreement wrt a specific patch of the problem, so as to allow us to throw a set of algorithms at the mess. But mostly, we muddle, and apply heuristics.

My favourite cheat, is to start with the problem construction instead, and apply ample amounts of actions, facts and small steps, until I get something I can live with. Until the next problem appears. You might call this my preferred heuristic. Chances are you have your own preferred bag of tricks, your own set of heuristics.

Computing: Systematic study of algorithmic processes that describe and transform information, most of it driven by a fundamental question: What can be efficiently automated?

Ok, so you’ve got a blog. Good for you. Having felt the mini-trend lately? Original blogging going downhill, not feeling that thrill anymore, comparing your latest feeble attempts with that one great post you created last year, and finding your new one’s wanting?
Stop that. Stop right this instant. Well, reframe it. Reframe it any which way you want to, but reframe it. Now is when it’s beginning to be really interesting, right now when the novelty surge is beginning to wane. What next?

Imagine back in the days, way before wordpress and typepad. People were blogging. The first bloggers drew impressive designs on the cave walls, basically enticing the others in their select tribes, to get them into the groove, before the hunt. If the design looked real enough, the hunt went well.

Since then, we’ve discovered how to add words to the pictures, and render it in html. Same basic thing though. Obey your tribal instincts, your amygdala, and, if possible, add a neocortex twist. If you do your part, the others out there hunting, the others in the blogosphere, in the market, will do their part. Off you go now, draw me a buffalo. Blog.