Inedible Ink

National Geographic News Photo Gallery: Rare Chinese Cat Captured on Film
August 30, 2007—Triggered by body heat, a remote camera recently captured this image of the elusive Chinese mountain cat at about 12,300 feet (3,750 meters) on the edge of the Tibetan Plateau in China’s Sichuan Province.

The article states that the photos are the result of a four year effort, obviously they didn’t print out “Lost” posters with a picture and staple them to telephone poles around the neighborhood (That’s China, in this case). That works way faster than cameras that take pictures when anything with body heat walks by.

Like this:

Reward! Lost Cat - Long haired Chinese Mountain Cat with huge goofy looking ears, stripy tail and a cute pink nose. Very shy. In danger of losing habitat and in desperate need of conservation efforts by liberal-minded white people.

The Curt Jester has a hilarious post on Michael Vick’s finding Jesus, I’ll let you read the punchline on his site.

The Curt Jester: Sincerity
Many are questioning the sincerity of Michael Vick’s finding Jesus.

Groucho Marx on sincerity:

“The secret of success in showbusiness is honesty and sincerity. Once you learn how to fake that, you’ve got it made.”

Just when it was starting to look like another slow blogging day, there’s beer pong in the Wall Street Journal:

Thwock, Gulp, Kaching! Beer Pong Inspires Inventors - WSJ.com
These guys aren’t exactly Steve Jobs and Bill Gates. But Messrs. Wright and Johnson, both 22 years old, are part of a new wave of young people trying to make money tapping into their peers’ devotion to beer pong, a cross between ping-pong and beer chugging. As beer-pong season hits a peak with the start of the school year, these beer-pong entrepreneurs are running tournaments and peddling customized beer-pong tables, balls and apparel.

And they said Murdoch wouldn’t be good for the editorial standards at the Journal.

Well, sorta.

Today is the anniversary of the release of the CD as a format and the death of Stevie Ray Vaughan.  Stevie died in a helicopter crash in 1990, the CD was a Dutch - Japanese hybrid released in 1982.
I won’t say that the CD killed music, but if you remember the days before them you’ll have to agree that things haven’t been the same since.
Jace Fry has the following on the CD in the Journal:

Real Time - WSJ.com

The CD Turns 25
A Medium Designed to Replace the Record
Helped Unsettle the Recording Industry
August 27, 2007Twenty-five years ago this month, copies of the compact disc “The Visitors” rolled off a German production line. The album, the last studio effort by the Swedish pop group ABBA, was the first commercial pressing of a CD.

He also links to the BBC twice, for this:

More than 200 billion CDs have been sold worldwide since then and it remains the dominant format despite the growth in digital downloads.

Who’s this Buddy Holly fellow I keep hearing about?

In a(n entirely imaginary) survey of crew teams; 10 of 10 teams responded that gold was their favorite color for medals. Our heroines on the US Women’s U23 crew team, however, came home from competition in Glasgow, Scotland with bronze. (Which our survey revealed to be third-favorite overall.)
This page has the story: Area Sports Briefs gets off to a brilliant start…

Area woman…

Can’t go wrong with that kind of journalism.

Potter 7.

You’ve read it, I suppose. As for me, I’m waiting for a loaner copy of the audiobook from the library, I’ll be waiting for awhile as it seems I am number 144 in line:

I heart New York so much that this blog is seriously considering the establishment of a “Home Office” upstate. What more could a Slime Mold with Delusions of Phosphorescence possibly want from life but a home office upstate?

Can’t do Oneonta, Letterman already did that. I couldn’t bear looking like a Letterman copy-cat. No, we need someplace that’s less metropolitan and chic than Oneonta.

I told them to do this.* Now look at what we’ve gotten into.

I told them to include some classic culture in the case studies to better illustrate certain lessons. When Prof. Clemens took Shakespeare and created the Hartwick Institute series of management case studies, I said that I was thinking more along the lines of “Star Trek” but the bard would do for a first pass.

I’ve never seen The Family Guy, but I’m still having trouble taking Dr J. Leading Initial very seriously.

Click through, but only if you really need to see another instance of the word “philosophize” in print.

New Book About The Family Guy TV Show “Family Guy and Philosophy: A Cure For the Petarded” Launches

“People today take tend to take themselves and things too seriously,” according to Dr. J. Jeremy Wisnewski, Assistant Professor of Philosophy at Hartwick College, Oneonta, NY. “This show provides an escape, a release; it’s full of legitimate insights that get us to laugh at things that might surprise us. It defies expectations.”“This book is about the most misunderstood show on television,” say Dr. Wisnewski. “There’s a lot going on here, and it’s not all on the surface. It’s philosophically deep and I knew it from the first time I saw it. The show makes philosophical points but in ways that make you laugh, that are easily accepted by the average Joe. This book will help the reader see the points more clearly and appreciate the show even more, and of course laughing all the way.” With chapters such as “Quagmire: Virtue and Perversity”; “Lois: Portrait of a Mother (or, Nevermind Death, Motherhood is a Bitch)”; and “Let Us Now Praise Clueless Men: Peter Griffin and Philosophy”, there’s sure to be something of interest for everyone.

* (I really did. However, my particular “them” was the Hartwick Management Studies faculty, not the philosophy faculty, of a fairly long time ago, I wrote that the Harvard Business Review was well and good if you’ve been in the workplace awhile and such case studies made things more realistic but if you were an average American 19 year-old, the venerable HBR probably made things less real than Gilligan’s Island. I claim no real authorship of this idea beyond noticing a series of related notions.)

If only it weren’t crawling with New Yorkers.