In the interest of full disclosure, I’m no longer an employee of the mighty cable access station WCCA TV13.
I am, however, a devoted volunteer, so my bias in such matters is unchanged.
I spent part of today, my last day of “work,” teaching a class at a distingushed local non-profit organization that’s only 1/10 of a mile from my house. I had no idea there was such great stuff going on there. That’s what I like about city living—the harder you look for treasures, the more you find.
In an ironic twist, today I got a real office!


“Danger networking” with Justin Duffy

People gathered on the street last February for the first airing of “Democracy Now”
Cool PSA the youth program completed this week:

Shame. To shame someone. To put them to shame. Shame on you. Shame. Shame. Shame. Shame. Say a word often enough and it starts to lose its coherency. It becomes pure noise: a “shhh†sound, followed by an “ay†sound, followed by an “mmm†sound. I like what Mike Ciul says about shame as it corresponds to my book because it gets me back to thinking about its definition in a serious way.

WPI ditches battery cage eggs: