 her homework while cuddled together on the couch will continue to happen regardless of how this election goes. I will try to do my best for her and all my kids, and that will not change. Certain decisions from the top could make some choices harder or easier for us, but will not impact our walks around the block, how we make pancakes, or how cute our dog is.
The big picture is important. But so is the little one.
Remember to goat.
I'm with you. I'm tired of it and worried and anxious. I wonder what my neighbors would think if they new I'm voting for Obama. We're a battleground state, but mostly because of NOVA and a pocket of blue in southwest Virginia where Virginia Tech is located. I'm blue in a sea of red and I don't advertise that. I'm a chicken.
FREMONT, Calif.--(BUSINESS WIRE)--April 12, 1999--Elo TouchSystems, Inc., global leader in touch technology, and a wholly-owned subsidiary of Raychem (NYSE:RYC), today announces a new strategic marketing alliance with MontegoNet Solutions, a leader in flat-panel interactive kiosks. Under the terms of Elo's Kiosk Partner Program, both companies will work together to promote MontegoNet Solutions' line of turnkey interactive kiosks featuring Elo's touchmonitors with IntelliTouch surface wave touch technology. MontegoNet is the latest kiosk solution provider to join Elo's Kiosk Partner Program, which matches the company's 28 years of touch technology experience with the expertise of kiosk design, integration and manufacturing companies.
"MontegoNet Solutions is pleased to be working with Elo TouchSystems," said Thomas Smith, MontegoNet Solutions President/Co-Founder. "We've been using Elo touchscreens for years because they help assure the overall quality and low profile of our kiosks. MontegoNet Solutions believes that kiosks should be as sleek and eye-catching as the content on them, and Elo touchscreens help us to realize this vision. I expect this new alliance to provide benefits to both of our companies as well as to our kiosk customers."
The companies will jointly promote interactive solutions in retail store outlets, e-commerce, transportation, bank lobbies, movie theaters, convention and trade centers, hotel lobbies, colleges and universities, and corporate libraries using kiosks equipped with Elo touchmonitors. The companies also will conduct special joint marketing efforts, attend trade shows and collaborate on large-scale custom kiosk development programs.
"MontegoNet has developed an impressive list of clients by successfully creating kiosks with aesthetically pleasing, sleek, dynamic enclosure designs, while functionally providing users with quick, easy access to the Internet by only specifying our IntelliTouch touchscreens," says Annemarie Feely, market manager for Elo Touchsystems. "Elo is proud to have them in our Kiosk Partner Program."
To receive a hands-on demonstration of MontegoNet Solutions' flat-panel kiosks, be sure to visit the Elo TouchSystems booth at KioskCom99, where MontegoNet Solutions will exhibit alongside Elo's latest kiosk solutions. KioskCom99 takes place April 12-14 at the Hyatt Regency Embarcadero in San Francisco, CA.
Elo TouchSystems, Inc., global leader in touch technology, develops, manufactures and markets a complete line of touch products that simplify the interface between people and computers. Founded in 1971, Elo has headquarters in Fremont, California; and offices worldwide. Elo TouchSystems is a wholly owned subsidiary of Raychem Corporation (NYSE:RYC). For more information on Elo's products and services, call 1-800-ELOTOUCH (1-800-356-8682) or visit ELO's Web site at www.elotouch.com.Fans need to speak with their wallets because it's the only way they will listen, it is clear that Hal doesn't care what the fans think and he will continue to think everything is ok as it is now as long as fans keep coming to the stadium and the Yankees keep making the wildcard, hope attention completely tanks for them this year and I don't expect them to even compete for 3rd place this year so it may happen anyway and we probably get a desperate 2nd half trade to try to salvage a wasted season that won't change a damn thing in the end.I am traveling in California, a leisurely break from my pursuit of a meaningful life as a writer. My travels make getting a weekly blog written out of the question. Instead, I offer a lovely piece from Sunday’s Brain Pickings Weekly … excerpts of advice that Hunter S. Thompson, the renowned journalist and philosopher, offered to a friend when Thompson was a mere 20 years old.
The answer – and, in a sense, the tragedy of life – is that we seek to understand the goal and not the man. We set up a goal which demands of us certain things: and we do these things. We adjust to the demands of a concept which CANNOT be valid. When you were young, let us say that you wanted to be a fireman. I feel reasonably safe in saying that you no longer want to be a fireman. Why? Because your perspective has changed. It’s not the fireman who has changed, but you.
[…] “As your experiences differ and multiply, you become a different man, and hence your perspective changes. This goes on and on. Every reaction is a learning process; every significant experience alters your perspective. So it would seem foolish, would it not, to adjust our lives to the demands of a goal we see from a different angle every day?
To see the article in full, see Brain Pickings Weekly.
The SOLD sign is gone. The money is in the bank. The new owners have moved in.
I’ve loved my century old brick home perched on hill. The open floor plan. Rooms flooded with light throughout the day. Deep windows that didn’t need to be draped. The sometimes joyful, sometimes raucous laughter of neighborhood children. The shaded north-facing garden with its spontaneously-generated masses of tiny grey-green moss flowers alongside my intentional beds of color by the season—daffodils, astilbe, roses, lilies, and phlox.
I lived there thirteen years, much longer than any place else. It’s where I wrote Sailing Down the Moonbeam and completed several drafts of my forthcoming novel A Fitting Place. Twice now, coming from town, I have driven right past my new home, heading to the old one out of habit.
And yet, in a way I don’t fully understand, I am glad that house is behind me.
Some of the reasons are obvious. One is a growing resistance to the burdens of a charming but also aging house with a garden that needs constant tending. Another is my desire to travel; I want a place I don’t have to worry about when I’m away. And it seems right and fitting that Kent and I should have “our” home instead of trying to carve out a place for him in “my” home.
Less obvious is the notion of stepping outside your comfort zone, of having to deal with a world that is different and sometimes unsettling. Since childhood, I’ve consistently strayed beyond the boundaries of whatever situation—good or bad—I happened to be in, in search of new ideas and new experiences.
If you define comfort as places and things that are familiar, I’ve spent most of my life outside my comfort zone.
Perhaps “familiar” is not where my comfort zone lies. Perhaps my comfort zone lies in meeting the challenge of the different and unsettling. Could it be that my much loved house had become too familiar and it was simply time to move on?
How do you define your comfort zone? Do you need to redefine it from time to time?We entered the plush room, and I placed the white roses on the table in front of the Consul. I had originally intended to quote MacDermott’s lovely lines about “the little white rose of Scotland that smells sharp and sweet and breaks the heart”. Instead I found myself babbling about how deeply the Rowan tree was embedded in the national psyche of both Scotland and Russia, where “Ryabinushka” is a much loved theme. Confusion is a permanent state of mind with me.
Better start from the beginning. Today, the Doomsday Clock is closer to midnight than it’s ever been before, even at the height of the Cuban Missile Crisis, which has been described as the most dangerous moment in history. So, if you’re not petrified, you’re not paying attention – or you are in denial. Probably the latter. It is after all, like silent desperation the permanent human condition. Nobody is worried about our immanent extinction. Like bored teenagers, a shrug of the shoulders and a lethargic “whatever” is the all too common response.
It was in recognition of this unacknowledged fear that impelled Trident Ploughshares activists to write to the Consuls of the nuclear-armed permanent members of the Security Council of the United Nations (the P5) in Edinburgh, asking them to please talk with us, and inviting them to a showing of the classic BBC production the War Game (which was banned for 20 years).
Meanwhile, the Russian Consul had replied and kindly invited us to meet and talk with him, which is why Janet Fenton of ICAN, and I found ourselves sitting at