Nothing at all

to Listen to

Good Lord. If only there were more ways to entertain...

While waiting on a train...

Many wonderful photographs of the not so distant past. And wooden bicyles where carbon has carved a future in the present

Iraq has a better handle on what democracy means to voters than.....the American Press?

Homer Dixon once more, this time from the cool clear skies of Canada

From the Not Alone category, this time on the Loux:
"The people in my country, I am afraid to say, have somehow gotten the impression that we deserve the finest things in life, no matter from where, or from whom, we get them. The last president to tell the American people to stop acting like spoiled brats and to take some responsibility for our lives was replaced by an actor. Point taken. All subsequent politicians from then on understood that the American people wish for entertainment, not reality."

Our allies in Britain don't seem to know any better. Except a hardy few, the Lush-es. At least in the absence of Burts Bees (which had suddenly multiplied virally in the last year) we can go to Lush here in Wellington!

San Francisco is on notice
I find that more and more are able to talk about such matters.
RU?

World without men? A double-edged sword, and fascinating to boot.

New Zealand not quite removed from the ravages of cancer. You just can't get away from these wacky enviros, Even in Eden

At least there is, via the magic of web: Eva Cassidy

Dateline, summer?

Yep, I have to say it finally feels like summer here. Wellington is seeing some consistent sunny days--and I'm told this season "is a good one". After several not so good.
Among other things, this is really teasing me to ride a bike. To do that, I have to pay someone for it in a 'transaction'. I've been rationalizing not getting one as I continue to look for work. But these sunny days! There are a lot of cyclists here in Wellington, and some good looking rides. We'll see.
That said, job options are looking up, way up. The number of raw ads has nearly doubled since the holidays--and the actual content, the quality of those jobs is fantastic. Luckily, I have a very patient and smart wife (I believe you've met Beth) who's sticking out my search. I am fortunate as well to have a work permit that enables me to choose my employer. Woe to Beth; she can only work for her current employer, MSD. So I must secure as a-Q-uality a contract as I can--within a reasonable timeframe. As of today, I am aiming higher; toward positions in Archives New Zealand or the National (libraries). Or government agencies similar to the one for whom Beth works that pay well and reward those who may get them.
We'll see.
That said, an odd normality has become the days here in En-Zed. That piece of the (forward) puzzle, good work, would have it all make sense.
Tell then, I am mad, I tells ya.

EPI Rankings (2008)!!

What? Excited over this stuff?!? Just call me Geo-man. No big surprises here. I just find it fascinating that this treasure can be got. This, to my mind, is about as accurate a measurement of quality of life as you can get from a bunch of numbers. It's damn good, too.
You may find that those countries near the top have an intact social lifestyle that values (profits from) their environment, and historically has taken steps to protect it. Their social capital reflects well. Other nations may have valuable resources (mineral, timber, precious metals) but have recently or otherwise sold the future for a better (?) present. History is the best judge; yet the EPI index is a great gauge, for the direction many nations will go.
For those who'd prefer otherwords:
"The 2008 Environmental Peformance Index (EPI) ranks 149 countries on 25 indicators tracked across six established policy categories: Environmental Health, Air Pollution, Water Resources, Biodiversity and Habitat, Productive Natural Resources, and Climate Change. The EPI identifies broadly-accepted targets for environmental performance and measures how close each country comes to these goals. As a quantitative gauge of pollution control and natural resource management results, the Index provides a powerful tool for improving policymaking and shifting environmental decisionmaking onto firmer analytic foundations."

Kiwi money

Been meaning to write about these beauties for awhile, but I guess it's just easier to spend them. PLAY MONEY!

No, they're painfully real(they have that real-O-clear seal). And beautiful, I think.

There's the queen of England, and Katherine Mansfield, who's childhood home is just down the hill from ours. And Edmund Hillary, whom they canonized before he'd passed.
Vultures!
And penguins and some type of duck.

On the dollar coin is the beloved kiwi. There's a two dollar coin (no bill) as well.

They start at ten (cents-it looks like an American penny), twenty, fifty. Here they round up or down to the nearest denomination of ten cents.

At least this way I hold on to them for a bit longer....

Ents-r-us

Trees are some of my best friends. I'd sure like to keep 'em around for awhile. And it's good to know there are others that would speak for the trees.

Yes, This IS Still our Travel Blog!

To all of you who are wondering, this is also Jesse's personal blog for speaking his mind about what's going on in the world. You can also still find updates on Jesse and Beth's zany adventures right here. So read some articles while you're at it, and let us know what you think.
Your friends,
B&J

Stuff

Make the new You nothing like the voices say

G'head. You'll find your happier for it.

Who Killed the Electric Car?

the gods have spoken.
Put down your pezzie phones.

" a stunning announcement" (quote unquote)

"There is no doubt demand for oil is outpacing supply at a rapid pace, and has been for some time now," Mr Wagoner said. "As a business necessity and an obligation to society we need to develop alternate sources of propulsion.

"So, are electrically driven vehicles the answer for the mid- and long-term? Yes, for sure."


Now can we all get on the bus???

Good with the Bad

(air) Miles and miles and miles

or nautical?.?.?...

and more....

He saw

into Vlad's soul

or maybe simply his heart

Harold Bloom:

“What we are seeing is…the fall of America”

A Job in New Zealand

Work here is not like what I'm used to.
What I'm used to is I'm sure half my own mental constructs, defined as the manifestations of a severely hyperactive and paranoid work ethic, and half realtime work demands, but they generally added up to a 9-10 hour workday composed of furiously juggling projects and deadlines while trying to keep up with a constant influx of emails and daily meetings, countered by extra-long sneakaway lunches and therapy-type shopping excursions. All of this was somewhat lightened when I was presented with better management, but unfortunately, this only came for me in my career in the few short months before I left on this journey.

So New Zealand work is different. And I'm told it's not just my job that is different, but the style of work in this country, as a whole. "Take it easy" is the mantra, coffee breaks are the rule. So many points to outline; let me count the ways:

1. Tea time, twice a day, which everyone takes. This is really the equivalent of the 2 15-minute breaks that we all know we're supposed to have every day, but that I know I never took in my corporate workday. I always thought standing around chatting makes you look like a slacker. It's so much more legit to surf the internet all day, flipping back to MS Word every time someone comes into your cube.
   
2. Besides the implied teas, the boss holds a weekly tea where we all sit around in the canteen and chat about ourselves. Personal stuff is exchanged, announced to the whole group, like, "how's the home sale going?" or "your arse was wiped in that rugby game at lunchtime." I intend to push these questions to get as much information as I can out of my co-workers.
   
3. ok, and beyond organized tea time, the computer freezes up every 15 minutes or so and forces a "Workpace break" of about 15 seconds. After about 3 of these, the computer goes even further and offers about 2 minutes of pictures and instructions on stretches and exercises you can do at your desk, followed by 3 more minutes of mandatory break time, I guess to catch a quick nap.
   
4. Getting used to not using z's in my words, such as organise and utilise.
   
5. In the kitchen: a stock of plates, bowls, and real silverware, and a dishwasher. And everyone uses them. Free trade coffee and tea, and filtered water (granted, available at most workplaces, but built into the kitchen faucets here).
   
6. Ties and collared shirts for the men, the most cleavage possible to show for the women. It's really nice not having to worry about my bra showing because of my neckline or a shirt that's a little too sheer for once, because just about everyone is worse.
   
7. Working with people named Rowena, Shone, Philippa, and Hamish.
8. I understand there are the occasional cook-offs between the different groups on my office floor. Pot lucks in the states required the admin ordering something from catering, because everyone else brought chips and salsa, or grocery store baked goods. But people are proud of cooking in these parts.
9. Just like what I'm used to, things don't often get done when you ask for help. Unlike the states, everyone is so polite here that a common response is to just shrug and laugh about it, rather than go for the gutteral. I think there could be more going for the gutteral.
   
10. I've seen people coming back from lunch barefoot, and staying that way for the remainder of the workday. Remember, I work for the government.

So, life is pretty good. Or at least pretty interesting.

Off the Hook

Yep, still bouncing off the walls of my cell.
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