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d'angennes" /><category term="see it through" /><title>the nearby pen</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheNearbyPen" /><feedburner:info uri="thenearbypen" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>TheNearbyPen</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQHc8fCp7ImA9WhJUGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-6018869779757080695</id><published>2012-09-18T17:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-18T17:42:31.974+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-18T17:42:31.974+07:00</app:edited><title>6 Quotes from an Anime I Like Called Hyouka</title><summary type="html">

I rarely watch TV as I like books much better.


Even so, if a show is in Japanese or Vietnamese, I'll sometimes try it out--as it allows me to be productive (in learning a language) while also having fun (and providing a break from more intense mental effort).



With that said as background, one of the shows I recently finished watching is Hyouka (or, in English, Ice Cream).



The show has &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/gxR7iVupr-0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/6018869779757080695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/09/6-quotes-from-anime-i-like-called-hyouka.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6018869779757080695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6018869779757080695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/gxR7iVupr-0/6-quotes-from-anime-i-like-called-hyouka.html" title="6 Quotes from an Anime I Like Called Hyouka" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jSvTCu1m0-c/UFhDuYvou8I/AAAAAAAAA90/hsy0fK9raJ4/s72-c/chitanda.eru.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/09/6-quotes-from-anime-i-like-called-hyouka.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4NSHczeip7ImA9WhJUEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-5095488574321829394</id><published>2012-09-01T17:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-07T22:16:39.982+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-07T22:16:39.982+07:00</app:edited><title>You'll Never Guess Who Ayn Rand Supposedly Writes Like</title><summary type="html">So, there's a website called I Write Like.

Recently, on Reddit, there have been a few posts showing how the algorithm being used is, to put it nicely, bunk.

But I don't take things on faith.

I test 'em out.

And so I went to the site and copied in this Ayn Rand quote:

Through centuries of scourges and disasters, brought about by your code of morality, you have cried that your code had been &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/Xd3SEEK540w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/5095488574321829394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/09/youll-never-guess-who-ayn-rand.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5095488574321829394?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5095488574321829394?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/Xd3SEEK540w/youll-never-guess-who-ayn-rand.html" title="You'll Never Guess Who Ayn Rand Supposedly Writes Like" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/09/youll-never-guess-who-ayn-rand.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcMQns_eip7ImA9WhJbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-1545249949116501273</id><published>2012-08-23T16:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-19T13:44:43.542+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-19T13:44:43.542+07:00</app:edited><title>Oh No She Didn't! What Happens When Grandma Tries to Restore Art</title><summary type="html">
I recently shared three important takeaways of a book by Lee Sandstead on the art world's dirties secret, but one thing I didn't share about it was some of the fascinating material it includes on the difficult job of art restoration.

This, as Joe Biden might say, can be a big freaking deal--because when somebody who is not an expert tries to restore art bad things can easily happen.

Say, for &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/HpJRa1259vY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/1545249949116501273/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/oh-no-she-didnt-what-happens-when.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1545249949116501273?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1545249949116501273?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/HpJRa1259vY/oh-no-she-didnt-what-happens-when.html" title="Oh No She Didn't! What Happens When Grandma Tries to Restore Art" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/oh-no-she-didnt-what-happens-when.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUFQ305eSp7ImA9WhJbEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-5670320511037002298</id><published>2012-08-17T10:58:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-20T07:50:12.321+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-20T07:50:12.321+07:00</app:edited><title>4 Amazing Posts You May Have Missed and 1 (Almost) Funny Remark about Jonah Lehrer</title><summary type="html">So, I don't know if you know this already, but someone's got to say it.

You might be missing out.

In fact, you probably are missing out.

No, not (as you might be thinking) on Facebook posts. Like everyone else you're likely to have that one covered and then some.

But did you know this isn't the primary place I write?

It's not.

I create memes for you on what it means to be a successful kid &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/vfP4N1532f4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/5670320511037002298/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/4-amazing-posts-you-may-have-missed-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5670320511037002298?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5670320511037002298?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/vfP4N1532f4/4-amazing-posts-you-may-have-missed-and.html" title="4 Amazing Posts You May Have Missed and 1 (Almost) Funny Remark about Jonah Lehrer" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/4-amazing-posts-you-may-have-missed-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08MQXc8eip7ImA9WhJXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-459193574123933522</id><published>2012-08-13T10:47:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-13T10:51:20.972+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-13T10:51:20.972+07:00</app:edited><title>An Open Letter to Auntie about Uncle Sam</title><summary type="html">



We need to talk, Auntie.

It’s about you and Uncle Sam.

I know this may not be any of my business, and you may be angry with me for
sending you this letter, but because I value you so much, I feel as though I
must send it. 



I also know that you’re busy, busier than ever, so I’ll get
straight to the point.

I think Uncle Sam’s abusing you.

I think you are battered.

And I think it’s &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/x75Myhy31fU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/459193574123933522/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/an-open-letter-to-auntie-about-uncle-sam.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/459193574123933522?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/459193574123933522?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/x75Myhy31fU/an-open-letter-to-auntie-about-uncle-sam.html" title="An Open Letter to Auntie about Uncle Sam" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jrcKvx6OrHA/UCh2OVHToDI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/KO9WD-0sfEM/s72-c/uncle.sam.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/an-open-letter-to-auntie-about-uncle-sam.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBSX4yfSp7ImA9WhJXGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-577785520159206714</id><published>2012-08-06T20:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-13T11:14:18.095+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-13T11:14:18.095+07:00</app:edited><title>A Tribute to a Tribute</title><summary type="html">

Ari Armstrong just posted at The Objective Standard's blog a short and fitting tribute to Kirani James, Oscar Pistorius, and Össur Kristinsson.

It's a good post and you may enjoy it.

One of the things I enjoyed about is the unabashedly positive view of human achievement it expresses. Another is the justice Ari gives to the two runners in earning their respective achievements by their own &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/q9Ynz9ayCiA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/577785520159206714/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/a-tribute-to-tribute.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/577785520159206714?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/577785520159206714?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/q9Ynz9ayCiA/a-tribute-to-tribute.html" title="A Tribute to a Tribute" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/a-tribute-to-tribute.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8AQn88cCp7ImA9WhJXEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-5518144529790540186</id><published>2012-08-04T19:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-04T19:54:03.178+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-04T19:54:03.178+07:00</app:edited><title>This Book (by Greg Gutfeld) is Almost Unspeakably Profane</title><summary type="html">

 As host of Red Eye, Greg
Gutfeld shares "some honest crap about the world" without pulling any punches
and for free. But in The Bible ofUnspeakable Truths, he wants you to pay for the pleasure. "[I]t’s almost
the same thing," says Gutfeld, "give or take the suggested retail price."



The book covers
everything from "political crap" and "obligatory sex junk" to "things that are
stupid" and "&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/5nk-UdO7LQ4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/5518144529790540186/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/this-book-by-greg-gutfeld-is-almost.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5518144529790540186?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5518144529790540186?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/5nk-UdO7LQ4/this-book-by-greg-gutfeld-is-almost.html" title="This Book (by Greg Gutfeld) is Almost Unspeakably Profane" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XlLvjyaDMk/T_f34RzBHdI/AAAAAAAAA4c/2MydXH91S1k/s72-c/bible.of.unspeakable.truths.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/this-book-by-greg-gutfeld-is-almost.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MCRHk8eyp7ImA9WhJQGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-6177566922860145638</id><published>2012-08-02T20:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-02T20:51:05.773+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-02T20:51:05.773+07:00</app:edited><title>Did a politician just vault that--or was it McKayla Maroney?</title><summary type="html">

The world is unfortunately as full today of spectacular achievements as it is of politicians and bureaucrats who’d like to take the credit for them.



But this is patently absurd. 



Are bureaucrats responsible for sites like Twitter and Facebook—or companies like Twilio and 37Signals? 



No, they didn’t code that.



Are bureaucrats responsible for the new Tesla, or Gibson guitar, or the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/IOONB8UXM2g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/6177566922860145638/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/did-politician-just-vault-that-or-was.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6177566922860145638?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6177566922860145638?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/IOONB8UXM2g/did-politician-just-vault-that-or-was.html" title="Did a politician just vault that--or was it McKayla Maroney?" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SO6-_HAs_w/UBqE-RwPCXI/AAAAAAAAA40/inbU_PwuUeY/s72-c/mckayla.maroney.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/08/did-politician-just-vault-that-or-was.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04MQn48eip7ImA9WhJbEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-3045585090661200885</id><published>2012-07-31T11:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-21T18:13:03.072+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-21T18:13:03.072+07:00</app:edited><title>The One Question You Should Ask Yourself Every Day</title><summary type="html">

Asking
questions is seriously under-rated (and more so the more you know). 



This is
true whether you’re asking questions of others or asking them of yourself. And
it’s definitely true of a question described in Alan Lakein’s How to Get Control of Your Time and Your Life.



That
question is simple enough. Just try it and see. 



Ask
yourself, “What is the best use of my time right now?” and&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/486amiOAMVc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/3045585090661200885/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-one-question-you-should-ask.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3045585090661200885?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3045585090661200885?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/486amiOAMVc/the-one-question-you-should-ask.html" title="The One Question You Should Ask Yourself Every Day" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-one-question-you-should-ask.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8FQnsyfyp7ImA9WhJQE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-8787043227940477356</id><published>2012-07-26T20:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-07-26T20:03:33.597+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-26T20:03:33.597+07:00</app:edited><title>Why Steve Jobs Quit Going to Church</title><summary type="html">In his biography of Steve Jobs, Walter Isaacson explains that as a young boy Jobs went to Lutheran church most Sundays but that this came to end when he was thirteen. Here's why:

In July 1968 Life magazine published a shocking cover showing a pair of starving children in Biafra. 

Jobs took it to Sunday school and confronted the church's pastor. 

"If I raise my finger, will God know which one &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/AFADFTfEC9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/8787043227940477356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/why-steve-jobs-quit-going-to-church.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/8787043227940477356?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/8787043227940477356?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/AFADFTfEC9E/why-steve-jobs-quit-going-to-church.html" title="Why Steve Jobs Quit Going to Church" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/why-steve-jobs-quit-going-to-church.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8DRnY5fCp7ImA9WhJRFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-3312039933620169061</id><published>2012-07-19T13:04:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-07-19T13:04:37.824+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-19T13:04:37.824+07:00</app:edited><title>Revealing Infographic on the TSA</title><summary type="html">

There are more and better reasons to abolish the TSA--reasons having to do with the gross injustice of its actions--but this is a good compilation of facts showing the uselessness of much of what its agents do and the huge amount of money the TSA takes (from taxpayers) to do it:


Image Source: Hardwood Flooring Baltimore&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/2YRijv-KEHE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/3312039933620169061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/revealing-infographic-on-tsa.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3312039933620169061?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3312039933620169061?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/2YRijv-KEHE/revealing-infographic-on-tsa.html" title="Revealing Infographic on the TSA" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/revealing-infographic-on-tsa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYFSHY-cCp7ImA9WhJRFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-4792171244052926415</id><published>2012-07-16T08:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-07-16T08:45:19.858+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-16T08:45:19.858+07:00</app:edited><title>The Entire Biography of Steve Jobs in 3 Short Quotes</title><summary type="html">



Walter Isaacson's biography of Steve Jobs is 656 pages long, but  these three quotes (not included in it) sum up a huge portion of what Isaacson wrote:



1. "He's not the Messiah,
he's a very naughty boy!"



This quote comes from Brian's
mother in The Life of Brian and, while Jobs's god-like status
in business is definitely earned, so too was his status (for a time) as a
trouble-making kid.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/Ga83rZ7PxyI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/4792171244052926415/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/entire-biography-of-steve-jobs-in-3.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/4792171244052926415?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/4792171244052926415?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/Ga83rZ7PxyI/entire-biography-of-steve-jobs-in-3.html" title="The Entire Biography of Steve Jobs in 3 Short Quotes" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgtZjrwgpUw/T_f5pT-lweI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Oo7ItPe2rhA/s72-c/steve.jobs.biography.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/entire-biography-of-steve-jobs-in-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEFRX0_fyp7ImA9WhJbEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-1067258023456736377</id><published>2012-07-11T07:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-09-20T07:56:54.347+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-20T07:56:54.347+07:00</app:edited><title>A Successful Kid</title><summary type="html">Many parents say they want a successful kid, but what exactly does a successful kid mean?

On one level, I think it means something different for each kid, according to what they value--what they want to have and do.

On another level, it can and I imagine almost always means something similar. For example, in spite of different values, kids want to have their feelings, all of their feelings, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/ZFToNtieY80" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/1067258023456736377/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/successful-kid.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1067258023456736377?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1067258023456736377?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/ZFToNtieY80/successful-kid.html" title="A Successful Kid" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5M0-JZ712I/T_Pe4UJk__I/AAAAAAAAA4A/b5XgGySVZOk/s72-c/3pyq5w.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/successful-kid.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYHQnk4eip7ImA9WhJSFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-7785351198967887711</id><published>2012-07-05T09:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-07-05T09:58:53.732+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-05T09:58:53.732+07:00</app:edited><title>A Book for Our Epically-Challenged Times</title><summary type="html">

If you agree with me about the value of epics, and have decided to experience an inspiring epic for yourself, one book to
check out is Atlas Shrugged.

Published in 1957, and written by Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged is a novel of
epic scope. Its style, like epics of the past, is similarly elevated in terms
of the language it uses and the symbols it employs.

Should you open the book up, however, you&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/TwV-oBNOMP4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/7785351198967887711/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/book-for-our-epically-challenged-times.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7785351198967887711?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7785351198967887711?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/TwV-oBNOMP4/book-for-our-epically-challenged-times.html" title="A Book for Our Epically-Challenged Times" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/book-for-our-epically-challenged-times.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4MRHY4fyp7ImA9WhJSFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-3720101406038458819</id><published>2012-07-03T14:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-07-05T09:56:25.837+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-05T09:56:25.837+07:00</app:edited><title>The Value of Epics for the Epically-Challenged</title><summary type="html">



“Epic” is one of the most misused
words today. It is also one of the most overused.

People use it to describe a
clever retort. They use it to describe a nap. They use it to describe a trick.
And they use it to describe a pizza. In fact, if someone evaluates
anything positively now, it seems that he will invariably declare it “epic.”


But this is nonsense, and hopefully a passing linguistic &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/Gv_9eiAbXGk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/3720101406038458819/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/value-of-epics-for-epically-challenged.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3720101406038458819?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/3720101406038458819?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/Gv_9eiAbXGk/value-of-epics-for-epically-challenged.html" title="The Value of Epics for the Epically-Challenged" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpMVJrCZITk/T_KbyeaKTvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/O0kkgVNsp70/s72-c/odysseus.caught.between.a.rock.and.a.hard.place.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/07/value-of-epics-for-epically-challenged.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YHRnw4eyp7ImA9WhJWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-974704962172677812</id><published>2012-06-12T17:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-25T13:12:17.233+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-25T13:12:17.233+07:00</app:edited><title>50 Shades of Graphite</title><summary type="html">So, you've read how I started drawing again, how that drawing thing is going, and even my most recent post on starting to like the smell of graphite in the morning.

But you've been asking your good-looking self a question:

"What has Daniel been drawing lately?"

Daniel, that's me for those who don't know, has actually not been drawing a lot lately. Or rather, I've been drawing some profiles, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/teDmrEARNt8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/974704962172677812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/50-shades-of-graphite.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/974704962172677812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/974704962172677812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/teDmrEARNt8/50-shades-of-graphite.html" title="50 Shades of Graphite" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bi-XWaa0YIk/T9cQUGUbVOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/jginV83ijZU/s72-c/drawing.of.an.odysseas.oikonomoy.painting.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/50-shades-of-graphite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4GQns_eyp7ImA9WhVaEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-5753281896554794875</id><published>2012-06-08T10:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-06-08T10:42:03.543+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-08T10:42:03.543+07:00</app:edited><title>3 Quotes on Raising a Brighter Child Translated for Stupid Parents</title><summary type="html">

How to Raise a Brighter Child is one of my favorite books on parenting,
mostly because it shares so many useful tips toward the goal of raising smarter
kids.



When
initially writing this post, for another blog, I was going to give a sampling of those tips via a
selection of relevant quotes. However, about halfway through, I decided to
shelve that idea and have a little fun instead. 



Here, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/upXYa2Ho4TY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/5753281896554794875/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/3-quotes-on-raising-brighter-child.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5753281896554794875?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5753281896554794875?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/upXYa2Ho4TY/3-quotes-on-raising-brighter-child.html" title="3 Quotes on Raising a Brighter Child Translated for Stupid Parents" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/3-quotes-on-raising-brighter-child.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0INSXs9fSp7ImA9WhVaEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-4397946820523076920</id><published>2012-06-07T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T10:59:58.565+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-07T10:59:58.565+07:00</app:edited><title>7 Creativity Blocks and How to Break Them Down</title><summary type="html">
The staff at Copyblogger routinely come up with creative new ways to share a single, consistent message.

How do they do it?

In a new infographic, they explain 7 creativity blocks and how to break them down. No doubt, and as usual, they're sharing what they've found has worked for themselves.

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Do &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/rLXYF4OHvp4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/4397946820523076920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/7-creativity-killers-and-how-to-break.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/4397946820523076920?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/4397946820523076920?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/rLXYF4OHvp4/7-creativity-killers-and-how-to-break.html" title="7 Creativity Blocks and How to Break Them Down" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/7-creativity-killers-and-how-to-break.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBQn06fip7ImA9WhVbGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-5003839589036260984</id><published>2012-06-04T18:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-06-04T18:27:33.316+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-04T18:27:33.316+07:00</app:edited><title>A Truckful of Thai Bitches</title><summary type="html">

Note: This is an old rewrite I did (for fun) of an item I saw in the news. Enjoy!



Thai police officers near the
border of Laos
are not always prepared for smugglers, but this past
Thursday they were.



In an operation on that evening
they nabbed four trucks. The drivers tried to flee. They threw things from the
truck as they fled. And yet, try as they did, they could not, did not, get
away.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/K-jXKlwagfY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/5003839589036260984/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/truckful-of-thai-bitches.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5003839589036260984?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/5003839589036260984?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/K-jXKlwagfY/truckful-of-thai-bitches.html" title="A Truckful of Thai Bitches" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/truckful-of-thai-bitches.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAERn8zeSp7ImA9WhVbF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-6537406615254896209</id><published>2012-06-03T13:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-06-03T14:15:07.181+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-03T14:15:07.181+07:00</app:edited><title>A Poem About Stumbleupon</title><summary type="html">

I recently started a new blog on reading (you can click here to learn all about it) and have been slowly building up content on it.

While doing so, I of course have been following traffic to it--wondering, in a way, whether Facebook or Google or Twitter like me more.

The answer to that question came through yesterday: Stumbleupon likes me the most of all!

More specifically, if &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/t2-z0FyaHBk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/6537406615254896209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/poem-about-stumbleupon.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6537406615254896209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6537406615254896209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/t2-z0FyaHBk/poem-about-stumbleupon.html" title="A Poem About Stumbleupon" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XijUcoa0Q24/T8sOEG4V2-I/AAAAAAAAA28/_GX6r1dofTE/s72-c/stumbleupon.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/poem-about-stumbleupon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cHSHYzfyp7ImA9WhVbFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-6409508128304228474</id><published>2012-06-02T16:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-06-02T16:23:59.887+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-02T16:23:59.887+07:00</app:edited><title>Can you name this famous scientist?</title><summary type="html">

There’s a
passage in When I Say No, I Feel Guilty,
by Manuel J. Smith, where my favorite scientist is mentioned although not
named. See if you can guess who it is:



Recently, after one class, I ran into a former
student, a physicist at the Jet Propulsion Laboratories, set up and
administered by the California Institute of Technology, and he told me an
amusing story. 



The night before this &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/8DfqBX5-hFc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/6409508128304228474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/can-you-name-this-famous-scientist.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6409508128304228474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/6409508128304228474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/8DfqBX5-hFc/can-you-name-this-famous-scientist.html" title="Can you name this famous scientist?" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/06/can-you-name-this-famous-scientist.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCQnczfip7ImA9WhJWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-7114497441750427023</id><published>2012-05-29T12:02:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-25T13:14:23.986+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-25T13:14:23.986+07:00</app:edited><title>I'm Starting to Like the Smell of Graphite in the Morning</title><summary type="html">Since I've been sharing most of my what I've produced since I started drawing again, I'm going to continue doing so now.

I say this with some reluctance because, frankly, I don't think these pictures came out as good as some of the others--at least not after having them scanned and seeing how little of the shading came out.

Anyway, it's not the fault of my tools entirely. I still have a lot to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/X8jvQ6zhAe0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/7114497441750427023/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/im-starting-to-like-smell-of-graphite.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7114497441750427023?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7114497441750427023?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/X8jvQ6zhAe0/im-starting-to-like-smell-of-graphite.html" title="I'm Starting to Like the Smell of Graphite in the Morning" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzQyOkaXmWk/T8ROowhw9kI/AAAAAAAAA2U/pvImlBFH544/s72-c/daniel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/im-starting-to-like-smell-of-graphite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YMRH4-eyp7ImA9WhJWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-1949063090702104115</id><published>2012-05-24T15:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-25T13:13:05.053+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-25T13:13:05.053+07:00</app:edited><title>How that Drawing Things is Going</title><summary type="html">

This post
is a continuation of “How I Started Drawing Again,” and so to understand it,
you should probably read that first.



To sum up,
I used to draw, then I didn’t for a very long time, and then I started to do so
again—becoming ever more desirous of creating something, anything, and actually
doing that (with improving skill).



By the time
I went and got a drawing pad, this was a couple &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/uBlArnQtGVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/1949063090702104115/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/how-that-drawing-things-is-going.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1949063090702104115?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/1949063090702104115?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/uBlArnQtGVM/how-that-drawing-things-is-going.html" title="How that Drawing Things is Going" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0sNE8OjAHw/T7irmi14tUI/AAAAAAAAA08/AoiBTiZvgPM/s72-c/Photo-0780.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/how-that-drawing-things-is-going.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UDQn09fip7ImA9WhVUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-9035772920392034439</id><published>2012-05-22T20:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-05-22T21:01:13.366+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-22T21:01:13.366+07:00</app:edited><title>David Grann Does it Again</title><summary type="html">"What's so great about David Grann?"

That's a question that's rarely asked.

And the reason it's rarely asked is simple.

If you know the name, you have almost definitely read something by him, and if you've done that, well, you understand.

To my mind, Grann is absolutely brilliant.

He's brilliant enough to have me checking The New Yorker each week to see if there's anything new by him.

He's &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/D9Vcyzs4UXQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/9035772920392034439/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/david-grann-does-it-again.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/9035772920392034439?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/9035772920392034439?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/D9Vcyzs4UXQ/david-grann-does-it-again.html" title="David Grann Does it Again" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/david-grann-does-it-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMQ3szeyp7ImA9WhJWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151427957394086842.post-7469570148096599390</id><published>2012-05-20T14:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-08-25T13:33:02.583+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-25T13:33:02.583+07:00</app:edited><title>How I Started Drawing Again</title><summary type="html">

So, the
other day I was talking about drawing with my friend Craig and I wondered if I
still had any talent for doing so.



When I was
a kid, I actually drew a lot. My favorite things to draw were ships. I’d draw
them tiny but make absolutely sure to get all the details the same. I also
remember loving to draw (of all things) an old barn. I drew that barn so many
times as a child that I can &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~4/6mmW4gc5INQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/feeds/7469570148096599390/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/how-i-started-drawing-again.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7469570148096599390?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151427957394086842/posts/default/7469570148096599390?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheNearbyPen/~3/6mmW4gc5INQ/how-i-started-drawing-again.html" title="How I Started Drawing Again" /><author><name>Daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901678973251321027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJSAB-JoL5s/T7ideokda3I/AAAAAAAAA0I/5IoSeObWEUI/s72-c/Photo-0774.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thenearbypen.blogspot.com/2012/05/how-i-started-drawing-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
