to wave, especially depending on who the other driver is. Much like saying hello to every passenger, its all about faking happiness until you actually start feeling cheerful.
It’s cute when bus drivers wave to eachother
Mohammad Yunus speaking at UVA about his innovative micro-finance and social enterprises in Bangladesh on Eid.
Hundreds of people have protested against a government’s decision to scrap plans to build an Islamic school in Australia’s biggest city, Sydney.
Parents and prospective students have said the decision was unfair and racist.
Islamic groups have insisted that the Muslim community in Australia, which is comparatively young and fast-growing, needs more tailor-made education.
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A spokesman for the protestors, Rafik Hussein, says the government has made a big mistake.
“We do not accept that decision. It is un-Australian,” Mr Hussein said.
I love Mr Hussein’s use of ‘un-Australian’ here - it’s pretty much the opposite of how it’s usually used. In this case, I’d expect to hear someone say that having Islamic schools in Australia is ‘un-Australian’, so it’s quite nice to hear it used in a context where it means something that might actually be considered the true meaning of ‘un-Australian’.
This was on at 6:35 this morning when I was driving to work- it was so strange to hear someone using that phrase about Australia. I’m so conditioned to hearing un-American as an adjective that I don’t think I’ve even considered another country using it to describe itself. For example, doesn’t “that’s un-South African” or “that’s un-Indian” or “that’s un-Venezualan” sound weird?
I both love and hate having the BBC World Service on the local NPR station here. For one thing, its quality news about much of the world, delivered in a soothing accent. For another, there was a peice on a while ago about a man proposing to his fiancee after screening a film of him running around with no pants on in public somewhere in England. Then I thought to myself, if I’m going to hear bullshit human interest stories I want them to be local bullshit human interest stories.
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Bet you didn’t know you signed on for this.
Facebook has agreed to let a third party advertisers use your posted pictures without your permission.Click on SETTINGS up at the top where you see the log out link. Select PRIVACY. Then select NEWS FEEDS AND WALL. Next select the tab that reads FACE BOOK ADS. There is a drop down box, select NO ONE. Then SAVE your changes. (via @chrisdimare)
>_>
“Facebook occasionally pairs advertisements with relevant social actions from a user’s friends to create Facebook Ads. Facebook Ads make advertisements more interesting and more tailored to you and your friends. These respect all privacy rules.”
Seriously? What the fuck, Facebook?
Thanks for all the reminders for how Facebook is stealing our privacy, but it would be much more satisfying if these directions actually produced anything. I’ve followed them a bunch of times only to end up at a blank screen after clicking the Facebook Ads bar. I’m guessing too many people are using it, or Facebook is just fucking up for no reason.
When I come back to New York, I need to go on an Indian-Chinese food binge. The Village Voice just sampled the Indian-Chinese food of the Queens/Long Island borderlands:
Now, in all the major Indian cities you’ll find Indo-Chinese restaurants serving inventions like chilli chicken, “Szechwan” paneer, Chicken lollipops, chow mein, and vegetable Manchurian. Mostly, these dishes have nothing to do with traditional Chinese food. It can be hard to find good Indian-Chinese food in the U.S., and on top of that, some Americans find it too heavy or sweet-spicy for their taste. But many Indian immigrants are nostalgic for Indo-Chinese, so the cuisine is becoming more available here. Chinese Mirch (“mirch” is “chile” in Hindi) is touch-and-go. Best to go out to Floral Park, Queens for your fix.The dish pictured is gobi manchurian - deep fried cauliflower in a sweet & spicy sauce.
I love Indian Chinese food! It seemed most restaurants we went into had 4 parts to their menu: South Indian snacks, North Indian dishes, Indo-Chinese dishes, and Indian versions of western dishes. As if I didn’t already miss it too much. Charlottesville may be diverse compared to other places in VA, but severely lacking in authentic/cheap Indian food.
noun • (obsolete) Extravagant spending on food and drink.I once blew over $1000 in one summer through abligurition. Talking about learning lessons the hard way.
Disturbing. I don’t keep track of my food and drink spending but I could totally imagine it happening to me.
via bmichael:
- sui generis- unique, of his or her own kind
- solipsistic-extreme egotism, care only for one’s self
- louche- disreputable, shady, sketchy
- laconic-concise
- saturnine- sluggish or taciturn, also something to do with lead poisoning
- antediluvian- adj. before the Biblical Flood, or very old, antiquated. noun someone or thing from before the Flood, or a very old or outdated person or thing
- epistemological- the study of human knowledge
- shibboleths- a custom, saying or password that distinguishes outsiders from a group. Used by the Gileadites to distinguish fleeing Ephraimites because they could not pronounce the sh sound. I learned about it from an episode of the West Wing.
- penury-extreme scarcity, poverty or want
- sumptuary- adj. relating to budgets or control of personal expenditure
- schadenfreude- delight in other people’s misfortunes. watch http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCQGQ5qBQTA&feature=related
- peripatetic- walking or traveling about; a person who travels or walks about
- abstruse-hard to understand, obtuse
- parlous-perilous, dangerous
- enervating- weaking, sapping of energy or strength
- adenoidal-having to do with the adenoids
- feckless-ineffective, futile; lazy or useless
- solipsism-extreme belief that only the self exists
- ersatz-artificial, fake, replacement for the real thing
- fealty-fidelty, loyalty. from the feudal obligation to a lord.
- sanguine- cheerful, optimistic, happy. ruddy, red faced. from belief that cheerful or ruddy faced people had predominately blood in their humors.
- sartorial-pertaining to tailors, or a style of dress
- hagiography- writing or study of the lives of the saints
- pandemic- world wide epidemic of disease
- hagiographic- the writing or study of the lives of the saints
- dauphin- French for the eldest son of the King
- antebellum- before the war, esp the Civil War
- paroxysm-outburst of rage or emotion
- risible- laughable, ridiculous. being of a disposition to laugh.
- interlocutor-person who takes part in conversation or interrogation
- swine- pig, hog or boar. Also a brutish or contemptable person
- apotheosis- the elevation of a person to a god. the ideal example of something.
- comity-mutual courtesy or civility, as between nations
- Atreus-King of Mycenea and Father of Agammenon
- banal-boring
- profligacy- shameless or excess expense or habits
- Sisyphean-endless or futile labors; from Sisyphus who was forced to push a boulder up a hill for eternity while it tumbled down every time it got close to the top.
- inchoate- not yet begun or developed, unorganized.
- apoplectic- extemely angry
- neologisms-new phrases or words
- bildungsroman- a type of novel concerned with the education, development and maturing of a young protagonist. Ex. Great Expectations
- peroration- a long, pompous speech. in rhetoric, the concluding speech in which previous points are reiterated and given greater force.
- fungible-interchangable goods
- recondite- little known, obscure, dense or beyond ordinary knowledge.
- bonobo-pgymy chimpanzee
- phlogiston- a nonexistant chemical
- contretemps- an embarresing mischance or occurance
- appurtenances-subject or subordinate things or clauses
- glut- verb: to eat or fill to excess. noun: a full suppy or excessive amount
- fecklessness- n. incompetance or uselssne
So training has basically devolved over the last day or so into nothingness and the last two will probably be more of the same. For example, yesterday, we got paid for an afternoon at the pool, playing kickball and got like a four hour dinner break (which my group didn’t take because we actually drove). But then I got to go eat delicious Indian food with my mom and sib, so it didn’t matter. I’ll be really ready for it to be over though, just so I can get started with the concert/moving/training party/craziness that will be next week. I just have to decide where I’ll be next week etc. I hate being in those transition spots where you’re spread out between like three locations at once.
