My lovely bf (yes, he’s still lovely even after watching him play softball for five hours in the sun on a heat index record breaking day,) mass e-mailed his nearest and dearest about a web site that he heard about on NPR. I thought someone hacked into his account and it was actually some midget porno site that clandestinely injected laptops with millions of heinous viruses.
Our exchange went something like this…
“Someone hacked into your e-mail account and sent me some weird link.”
“It was me. Watch it. It’ll be good for you.”
Good for me? Hmm… While I’m starting to give into some of this West Coast lifestyle stuff, my blistered New York soul sometimes wakes from it’s coma to say “FUCK YOU! You don’t know what’s good for me, you arrogant fuck!!” and then passes back out and I walk to my yoga and meditation class.
The Website is called called TED and, to lazily copy/paste from the website,
“TED stands for Technology, Entertainment, Design. It started out (in 1984) as a conference bringing together people from those three worlds. Since then its scope has become ever broader.
The annual conference now brings together the world’s most fascinating thinkers and doers, who are challenged to give the talk of their lives (in 18 minutes).
This site makes the best talks and performances from TED available to the public, for free. More than 200 talks from our archive are now available, with more added each week. These videos are released under a Creative Commons license, so they can be freely shared and reposted.”
Sounds pretty awesome right? It’s like YouTube with a brain. And a soul. and without some fat kid singing along to a techno song.
BF and I watched this one while drinking fabulous stumptown coffee this morning. My grandfather died of complications of a stroke, so I found it to be very interesting.
Jill Bolte Taylor: My stroke of insight
I think she’s an amazing person and nearly made me cry at the very end. She wrote a book, which I’m thinking about buying.
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