Saturday, June 30, 2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
It's getting hot, isn't it? Air conditioners hum all around and we linger by our firmly shut windows observing the world outside like tropical fish from a fish tank. Progress, huh?
Taiwanese students created very interesting propaganda materials to promote fight against global warming . Check it out at http://multienglishes.blogspot.com/ .
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
To pull all the writingmatrix posts together, we had a look at Technorati awhile ago (if we enter 'writingmatrix' in the search box, Technorati generates a page with a chronological list of blog posts tagged writingmatrix ).
Vance discovered it is also possible to subscribe to the RSS feed of this Technorati page. Following writingmatrix posts 'globally' is much simpler and more effective this way because everything tagged 'writingmatrix' is simply pooled to our Bloglines account and regularly updated.
How do we subscribe to the Technorati 'writingmatrix' page?
Go to Technorati homepage - enter 'writingmatrix' in the search box - click 'Search' - click 'View all' below the hit list - an orange RSS 'Subscribe' button should appear on top of the newly generated page - right-click the button - copy shortcut - and create a new Bloglines feed for the Technorati writingmatrix page.
I did it and now feel much more comfortable following what's going on in the writingmatrix world. Thank you Vance.
I decided to share the most recent writingmatrix posts from this feed in the side bar of our Roštilj. I did this in Blogger Dashboard - Manage Layout - Add a page element - Feed. I know many of you figured this out before I have - I'm catching up slowly and documenting my progress ;-).
A man sailed a wild, wild sea and climbed a tall, tall mountain and met an old, old man beneath a weeping willow tree. The old man said: "If you got some questions go and lay them at my feet but my time here is brief so you'll have to pick just 3."
The young man asked:“What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart? How can a man like me remain in the light? If life is really as short as they say, then why is the night so long?”
And then the sun went down and the old man sang this song: "See I once was a young fool like you afraid to do the things that I knew I had to do so I played an escapade just like you, I played an escapade just like you. I sailed a wild, wild sea, climbed up a tall, tall mountain, I met an old, old man, he sat beneath a sapling tree. He said now if you got some questions, go and lay them at my feet but my time here is brief so you’ll have to pick just three. And I said: What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart? And how can a man like me remain in the light? And, if life is really as short as they say, then why is the night so long? And then the sun went down and he played for me this song"