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Posted by gls on 03 May 2008 | Tagged as: General
From the first shot, you know this is going to be a special game; the shot for 49 points proves it.
And then 104.
Ronnie’s ninth maximum in competition — a record.
So O’Sullivan now holds two records: the most and the fastest.
Posted by gls on 28 Apr 2008 | Tagged as: General
Remember those old urban legends about the engine that could run on water that oil companies bought and hid from the public?
I really don’t know what to make of this.
From “Run Your Car with Water“
Posted by gls on 14 Apr 2008 | Tagged as: General
I’ve decided to spin off the non-LMS content to a new site, “The Critical Edition.” You can see new content through the RSS feed at right. Mostly, it’s going to deal with religion, but I’ll also include thoughts about politics from time to time. MTS will, in other words, become a strictly family blog.
My first long-term project will be blogging the Book of Mormon. I’ve never read it; I thought I would. I’m trying to read it objectively, but it’s difficult…
Posted by gls on 09 Apr 2008 | Tagged as: General
Luftansa’s European geography game.
My high score (three tries): 27,100. Give it a shot. What’d you get?
Posted by gls on 27 Mar 2008 | Tagged as: General
I’ve been playing with WordPress 2.5 Release Candidate 2.
Matt & Co. have taken it to a new level…
Posted by gls on 31 Jan 2008 | Tagged as: General
Interesting — in an ad-y way — how the family is looking on, from a distance, as if their house is being built.
Posted by gls on 27 Jan 2008 | Tagged as: Family, General, LMS, Parenthood
All of L’s linguistic development is in Polish currently. But that’s an entirely different post…
L is understanding more and more spoken language every day. She brings things to us; she takes things from one person to another; she puts things back; she gives hugs — all when asked.
She also recognizes people in pictures.
“Pokaz Papa,” I say.
“Pokaz Nana,” I ask.
Dziadek, Mama, Tata, L, Babcia, Papa, Nana — each and everyone she recognizes. (Babcia is in a different picture, though.)