I originally considered posting about Yemeni camel jumpers (if not a skill to boost Bill's resume, at least something fun to do to pass the time. Take a look.) The photo below and the headline with it describing a gene variant in a small, unstudied island population (always thrilling) changed my mind.
I like to imagine this guy's saying "You think unemployment's bad? Check out my hair." But in reality, the hair's pretty cool. And so is the short article about why it's so blonde. Read it here.
Photo credit: Sean Myles, New York Times
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Because robots are fun
Anyone who knows cool likes robots, and Bill knows cool. The image doesn't do this article justice, but the video does, so watch it (and read the article) here.
This probably won't get Bill a job, but it does provide some good advice on how to stay standing when the market tries to knock you down (compute close to 200 foot placement possibilities in about a millisecond and choose the best option to keep yourself from falling :)
Photo credit: Automaton, spectrum.ieee.org
An introduction to Bill
In 2009, my dad lost his job. He became part of the 4.6% of unemployed people of working age in New Jersey. Over the past few years, that percentage climbed to about 9%. That's a lot of unemployed Bills in New Jersey. He's still one of them.
Bill didn't love his job, but he's looking to get back to work. He's also taken up a number of hobbies to keep himself distracted along the way.
But somewhere between the last Rosetta Stone Italian lesson and the first of a series of squirrels-sunbathing-on-the-roof-of-our-garage photographs, he began to feel sorry for himself. So until the market improves, I'm going to do what it takes to thrill Bill. At least until he lands and settles into the next job he, inevitably, won't really enjoy.
Bill didn't love his job, but he's looking to get back to work. He's also taken up a number of hobbies to keep himself distracted along the way.
But somewhere between the last Rosetta Stone Italian lesson and the first of a series of squirrels-sunbathing-on-the-roof-of-our-garage photographs, he began to feel sorry for himself. So until the market improves, I'm going to do what it takes to thrill Bill. At least until he lands and settles into the next job he, inevitably, won't really enjoy.
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