It’s kinda scary, but I am actually working on my website again. Nothing that pretty, but I am trying to add a lot more content to it. I’m just hoping it works. Nothing is up for the public to see yet, but hopefully I will publish the new stuff in the next few weeks. If all goes well though, it will be something to come back and check out a little more often.
Time.com has an interesting article on blogging. It says “Why are more and more people getting their news from amateur websites called blogs? Because they’re fast, funny and totally biased”
See, that’s *my* problem, I can’t be biased. Every day there are 2 - 3 articles I would love to talk about, but can’t for fear of one of my customers finding this blog, disagreeing with me, and hence I would lose all their sales. Somedays I think “Ah screw it Sean…you’re a human, talk about anything you want to talk about!” Then I remember though the one major food chain I am boycotting (and have been for YEARS) due to the CEO’s politics.
I know I have talked about this before, but this article brought it back up for me. There really is nothing I can do. I have to be more concerned about my public image because this company pays employees. Employees who need money. Darn it all to heck….I have things I want to say though. *sigh* Really is no way for me to win in this situation.
I have been too busy lately to post, but this one just screams “POINT OUT MY STUPIDITY”
First, go here
It seems that a University student is going to sue the University of Kent at Canterbury for not catching him EARLY in his plagerising. That by giving him good grades on his papers, by taking his tuition, that they essentially gave into his plagerising. To say this guy needs to have his head smacked repeatedly is an understatement.
First off, is there anyone, anywhere, that does not know that plagerising is wrong?
Secondly, there is now software to check papers for plagerising, but in the past did he expect professors to check every word of every paper? Get a grip you little idjit.
This angers me to the point of my blood boiling. Grow up you little cheating pain in the behind. What’s next? “Well no one told *me* specifically killing was wrong….”
