Got Internet? - FBI arrests alleged cable modem hacker, faces 20 years in prison
Crime and Punishment - inmates get time off sentences for taking yoga
Take the Money and Run - benevolent hackers poke holes in e-banking
On this day in history: February 1, 1964 - Governor Matthew Welsh of Indiana declares "Louie, Louie" as recorded by The Kingsmen (originally by Richard Berry & The Pharaohs) "pornographic." And while the FCC couldn't figure out the lyrics, the governor's move backfires by making the song one of the most covered titles in existence.
Born on this day in history: February 1, 1902 - Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967) Born in Joplin, Missouri, poet and civil rights advocate Langston Hughes helped found the cultural movement known as the Harlem Renaissance. After his signature poem, "The Negro Speaks of Rivers," was published in 1921, he became the voice of a generation of African-American writers and poets.
Scripture of the Day: Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. — Deuteronomy 6:4-5
Video of the Day: Obama State of the iPad Address
Imagine my surprise when I encountered this scene while passing Walmart on the way to my office this morning! Click to enlarge.
Technology News
Multitasking: Intel does, iPad doesn't
Microsoft tries to reinvent the bar code
Robots evolve to learn cooperation, hunting
Mozilla releases first Firefox mobile browser
Flesh upon the Grill
The weather yesterday was wonderfully suited to charring flesh upon the grill! It was sunny and warm, with no wind. I was eager to uncover the Weber and toss some flesh upon it, since foul weather has demanded it remain covered for several weeks. I was most eager to delight in the sight, sound, and smell of flesh charring on the grill!
Laura placed a spicy dry rub on a large London Broil yesterday morning. At 5 PM, I uncovered the Weber, engaged two of its eight massive burners, and tossed the large hunk of beef flesh upon it! While the flesh roasted, I moistened it with a mixture of 3 parts balsamic vinegar and 1 part extra-virgin olive oil. We delighted in the taste of this flesh—along with steamed mixed vegetables and garlic/Jalapeño mashed potatoes. A great quantity of the flesh remains for a later meal.
Following our evening meal, I ventured outside to cover the Weber—a cautionary measure intended to address the rain that was forecast to fall later that evening. As I picked up the grill cover and began to position it over the grill, I sensed motion nearby and turned to see the form of a large dog, silhouetted in the near darkness. It rose from a crouch in the nearby hedge and began walking toward me. His ears were fully back, his eyes gazed fixedly upon me, a menacing growl emanated from him, and viscous effluvia dripped from his drawn-back lips and fangs!
I was wearing sandals, otherwise I would have used my feet to show the beast that he was unwelcome. I maintained a fixed gaze upon him, lowered the grill cover loosely onto the grill, and picked up the only weapon nearby—a stainless-steel grill brush with a long wooden handle. I approached the beast and displayed the grill brush. I made it apparent to him that any interaction with me would not end well. The beast suddenly cowered and scurried off into the twilight. I returned to the house to enjoy "Las Vegas Jailhouse."
