My brother needs one of the new Neuros mp players. That thing is cool!

A from my first looks at Macromedia’s Contribute, it looks like it will be great. I have a clients who could really use this. I can’t find the price on it yet though. I hope it’s around $50-$100.

I stumbled across quite a detailed write up of the “whys” behind current education problems. Worth a read though it will take you a while as it is a book and not an just an article.

SnipSnap looks like a cool piece of blogging software.

Comming home from Miami, we had to rent two vehicles, since no 15 passenger vans were available. John, Andrew, and I took took one, the rest drove the other. Morning turned into afternoon, afternoon to night as we drove the twelve hour trip home. Suddenly the interstate slowed to a crawl. John leaned out the window, and said that it look like a car wreck, but there were no emergancy vehicles there yet.

Traffic inched on past site of the wreck, and we got a view of the sceen. A car had crossed the median and head on colliaded with another going the other way. Speeds on this piece of interstate vary between 70-80mph, so a frontal smash between two cars going that speed was not pretty. One car’s occupants were our and walking around in a sort of daze, while the driver and passenger of the other were still pinned inside their car.

John pulled off the road as soon as we passed the wreck, hopped out, grabbed his legendary backpack, and head over to the steaming, twisted cars. The driver had no idea what was going, from his point of view - semi-crushed inside a steel cage, he was about to die. His wife had a few broken bones, and although also stuck in the car she was much better off. John began stabilizing the driver, and after a quick check told the driver that he belived he would live. A first police car pulled up, which followed a few minutes later by an ambulance, and then a steady stream of emergency vehicles arrived.

John stayed in the thick of things, even as the rest of the emergency people arrived. As well as keeping the injured driver calm, he even got a little time using the Jaws of Life as they cut the car open. They got every one in ambulances and we drove off.

The cruse is over. We had been on the ship for about twenty-four days, and had begun feeling at home. The room attendants, waiters, cruise staff, security guards, librarians, musicians, and almost everyone I came in daily contanct with had become friends and not strangers. I could not walk down the halls without meeting passengers I knew. Hopefuly we will meet again on another cruise.

If I learned one thing from the cruise about cruising, it was this: “Make friends every chance you have.” I’ve gradualy gotten better at it. In Alaska on our first cruise I became accquineted with only two people. On the first two weeks in the mediterranean I meet about ten. At the end of our two week crossing I left with more than fifty. So many wonderful people on the ship, I wish I started making friends earlier.

The trans-Altlantic cruise appeals to hard core cruise people - I only meet one first-time-cruise person the entire trip. At beakfast this morning a couple at our table were on their ninety-fouth cruise.

Check out the example screenshot for Fogbugz. The dialog is too funny. :)

We just docked at Saint Thomas in the Carribean. The cruise is not over but the lovey five days at sea are. I’ve not even been to the outside of the ship yet - so it’s time for me to get some pictures before lining up for US immigration inspections.

I’m adjusted to living on the Constallation at last. I usualy get up about two hours before the rest of the family and then over the course of breakfast make about seven more aquintances. I grab a book or occasionaly my laptop and head down to the ship’s library for an hour of reading or programming Grobots. Next I move up to one of the ship’s lobbys to listen to an hour of harp playing, while I read or code, then back to down to the library for more reading or coding. After lunch, I may check and reply to my emails, read the latest tech news at scripting.com. I hang out for a little bit with a older man who teaching Sextant classes to passengers in trade for free travel. After sucking up some navigational learning, it’s back to reading or code, until supper with the whole family.

When the last bit of chocolate desert is polished off, it’s time for about two more hours of reading or coding in the library. Often Bosco, the Indian librabian who knows no fear of stangers, will start a converstion with a passenger or two, and then we will have a sparkling little salon in the libraby for the rest of the evening. Around ten pm, it’s back to the room for an email check followed by sleep. Pretty close to the perfect vacation for my tastes.

There is a funny discussion going on about dogs eating paper things including dollar bills, checks, and of course homework!