Entries by RRadmin

Nick Herman, November 19, 2011

What I read can be found here: http://psychanaut.wordpress.com/2011/10/25/hong-kong-crazy-part-one/ Sitting on the airport express, the train hardly makes a sound.  We whiz by improbably tall towers while the on-board tv replays clips of business “commentary.”  The question being discussed by the American hosts—why are startups so sexy?  Can Microsoft compete with Facebook and Google at luring […]

Victoria Crowley, November 19, 2011

One day, a very poor painter decided he was going to paint a masterpiece. There was only one problem. This painter was poor. However poverty was not this painter’s only characteristic. He was also a brilliantly strategic thinker. All his material possessions had been obtained through the execution of some creative plan that didn’t cost him a thing. Remember, this […]

Peter Giordano, November 19, 2011

nobler suffer slings arrows outrageous opposing heart-ache shocks heir consummation Devoutly wish’d there’s rub shuffled coil respect calamity whips scorns oppressor’s proud contumely pangs despised law’s delay insolence office spurns patient unworthy quietus bare bodkin fardels grunt sweat undiscover’d bourn traveller returns puzzles ills cowards hue resolution sicklied enterprises regard currents turn awry

Cento: Heard at Red Room XXIII: October 2011

by Ruth Giordano Shhhh Learn to listen When the storm blows through Unlock your heart The water’s fine! Please dive in. Unblock your mind We’re nervous because we want to be ourselves. Say what you really want just because because because because It’s a chance for all of us to shine Build a community center […]

Confrontation by Chiyo Tsai, October 2011

Confrontation by Chiyo Tsai recollection from darkness being fearful around Erben-Ren as if they can see through me and find out that i am not one of them my very blood is contaminated with an inferior race not too long ago, under their occupation my people forced to conform and assimilate

Isao Kato on Steve Jobs

When Steve Jobs passed away, I was taken by surprise just like everybody. One reason was because it was too quick—we knew it would happen, but we assumed he would make it until the Christmas season, when his autobiography would be published. But the bigger reason was because I was genuinely sad.