by Megan Durham | Jul 28, 2011
I love having co-workers who have gardens. Why? Because occasionally one of them will hand me a bag of something like this: That’s a bunch of rhubarb, and I honestly had never seen rhubarb in real life before that moment. My only real knowledge...
by Megan Durham | Jul 25, 2011
I’m busily trying to match my word count for NaNo, so this week’s post is made up of several topics which just weren’t long (or weird enough) to fill an entire article.How do ads on the internet know where I am?Have you seen those banner ads that seem to know exactly...
by Megan Durham | Jul 22, 2011
Mister Dragon greets you all, and offers you some Seattle street art to get your weekend started right. Is this spray can drawing dirty? I honestly can’t decide. Have a great weekend everyone!
by Megan Durham | Jul 21, 2011
So the following video from Corning has been making the rounds and while I’m completely enamored of the idea (I love the tables that pull data off of the phones, whether they are video chats or projects, and of course the minority report-like glass screens are a...
by Megan Durham | Jul 20, 2011
Behold! I am another year older! Credit I honestly wasn’t going to make a big deal out of this one, really. I figured that it was an odd number and I had meetings that day any way, so what did it matter? Unfortunately for me (fortunately?) I...
by Megan Durham | Jul 18, 2011
I came up to Seattle last year to join City Year, an Americorps group that is working to address the dropout crisis in our public schools. It’s a great organization but, like any group of people working together, participants found things to complain...
by Megan Durham | Jul 13, 2011
Oh good gracious, writing right now is not making me happy. On one hand, I’ve got a new byline in a magazine. Whoo for the Mountaineers! On the other hand, upon re-reading it I don’t like the article at all. They printed it as is,...
by Megan Durham | Jul 12, 2011
There’s something intensely creepy about abandoned places. Perhaps it’s in the look of a place that is no longer lived in but has instead died and begun to rot, something that seems to push visitors away even as it draws them in. An atmosphere that almost...
by Megan Durham | Jul 7, 2011
I hate it because I find something really interesting, like this: The US standard railroad gauge is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That’s an exceedingly odd number.The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That’s an exceedingly odd...
by Megan Durham | Jul 6, 2011
Haha, well I am moved. Whoo! I’m also passed the worst of my sickness, which means that I’m only hacking up lungs now, not my entire system. *cough cough HACK* Moving was a bit of an issue, however, as I was running up and down ramps, driving u...
by Megan Durham | Jul 4, 2011
What is the internet? Is it a communication platform? A learning tool? A self-publishing forum? An AI in the making?No. It’s a vehicle for cats. The best line is in the beginning: “A phone this powerful can do...
by Megan Durham | Jul 1, 2011
Essentially the Nemesis theory comes from research done by David Raup and Jack Sepkoski. Back in 1984 they published a paper claiming that there was a statistically relevant periodicity over the last 250 million years. Basically they identified 12 big...
by Megan Durham | Jun 30, 2011
Apparently there was some kind of virus incubating in my room that I’ve disturbed with my packing, perhaps hidden twixt the pages of seldom opened books, or perhaps napping against the window on the bus exposed me to a previous passenger’s infection. ...
by Megan Durham | Jun 29, 2011
It smells like change. I’m not sure what it is, exactly, perhaps it’s just that with the warmer weather there’s a hint of humidity in the air, a bit of mugginess that seems to bring with it the smell of home right before a monsoon rushes...
by Megan Durham | Jun 28, 2011
It sounds like the plot of a bad thriller. A scientist, alone in his lab, is busy examining the archeological data when he notices a strange pattern. He flips back through his pages, unable to believe his eyes and hurriedly pulls out a calculator to...
