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this might be a good time to say good-bye to HN.

so long and keep all your rotten fish.


I imagine Brown has some sort of student run "Student Services", e.g. fridge rentals, bagel deliveries, bouncers, etc..., and would welcome service such as yours if it were run by its own students. Why not offer an affiliate/franchise campus program?


I remember when a student would walk through the dorms each afternoon, yelling 'Bagelman is here'. His business was sanctioned by the university, otherwise it was his own affair. These days, instead of yelling, you could have a phone app which would alert customers that the seller is near, transmit orders to him/her, maybe even use a mobile payment scheme to complete the transaction for whatever.


Yoga and meditation may benefit anyone. There is considerable interest in mindfulness techniques for ADD treatment. Search for 'mindfulness ADHD'.


Dear Leader is dead, long live the Supreme Leader!


Next in line: "Incredible Leader of Total Awesomeness. Bee's Knees"


I've really enjoyed Dana Goodyear's writing. Another New Yorker article I read recently is also by her, http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/03/21/110321fa_fact_...


I wish the convicted a speedy and successful appeal and hope they take comfort in http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O8yEnu9_SGc


Please elaborate.


뫼비우스의 띠


<cones> += [rectangles] http://cabin9design.com/media/content/50274%20Pine%20Cone%20... a nice Scandinavian touch


I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

The free bird leaps on the back of the win and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on the distant hillfor the caged bird sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.

Maya Angelou


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