Mash-up's and other lost causes

This is a real mash-up. However...

As defined by Wiki-pedia

"Mashup may refer to:
Mashup (digital), a digital media file containing any or all of text, graphics, audio, video, and animation, which recombines and modifies existing digital works to create a derivative work.
Mashup (music), the musical genre encompassing songs which consist entirely of parts of other songs
Mashup (video), a video that is edited from more than one source to appear as one
Mashup (web application hybrid), a web application that combines data and/or functionality from more than one source
A usually large and serious traffic collision between vehicles, especially on a major highway such as a freeway or a turnpike. "

So I'm gonna claim that my cat photo thing is technically a mash-up, my U-tube feed thing, Views of the Absurd, is technically a mash-up; my newsread thing, Ginger's Shared Items, is technically a mash-up, and while I was never involved in a real mash-up, I did total my Toyota Echo in June of 07. If none of this satisfies you I mention Chicago Public's mash-up in my post Qibble Bibble Who'll Take a Nibble,1/3/09. And please remember, you guys said a mention is sufficient.
As for Flikr, I believe I covered that in My Friend Flickr (10/16/08). Not to mention I'm the person from Landa who posts all those photos to the SAPL Flickr. And I have hundreds of photos on my own Flickr account. I covered Web 2.0 in All That 2.0 Stuff. I covered anything technology related in Lost in The Clouds, a sub-text of My Friend Flickr. I covered anything Web 2.0 related in All That 2.0 Stuff (12/23/08). And I covered the 2.0 award winner in Week Whatever (12/29/08) where I discuss my adventures with LinkedIn.
So that leaves learning how to download an audiobook. My bad. Instead I downloaded and read an E-book. Let me here say, by way of mentioning, that after a long struggle to find a soft ware that would work to download music to my Ipod, I'm reserving it for music. I did look at audiobooks to download and noted that there's some great stuff there; but I'm just not into listening to books. I read books. I listen to music and poetry and commentary and stuff like that. But I'm too inclined to fall asleep listening to books. So, am I covered, or do I actually have to download an audiobook?

Observations About Cats

CATS BEAR GRUDGES
This is no cause for concern. Your cat never liked you anyway.
CRAIG FERGUSON SAYS YOUR CAT WANTS TO KILL YOU
This is nonsense. Your cat knows where the fancy feast comes from. Your cat doesn't care if you end a sentence with a preposition. Your cat doesn't care if you end a sentence with the word preposition.
YOUR CAT DOESN''T READ
If you think your cat reads, you have been mislead by its psychic powers.
YOUR CAT KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE THINKING.
Your cat is telling my cat what you are thinking right now, in real time. This is no cause for concern. My cat will not tell me what you are thinking.
My cat never liked me anyway.

Random Thoughts about Loving America

Michelle Obama took a lot of flack for saying, at some point early in the campaign, "This is the first time I've been proud to be an American." It took me a little longer; but finally, Tuesday, January 20, 2009, I was proud to be an American. But more than that, for the first time in my life, I feel safe. Oh, I know bad things will happen to me, to us, to the world But Barak Obama will remain perfectly calm, serious, practical, and capable. I've never expected that of a President, of anybody. Maybe, with his example, someday I can even learn to expect that of me.
That's why I chose this picture to publish on my blog instead of one showing his beautiful smile. Because in the middle of the biggest, bestest, feel good national party in the history of America, he gave a calm, serious, practical capable speech about how hard it's gonna be to do what must be done to save us all; and instead of saying "bummer", folks just said, "Yeah, that's right" and partied on, not to forget how scary the world is, but to acknowledge how capable he is of leading us.

Dream Come True

I was sitting in my elephant garden this afternoon thinking, "Wouldn't it be great if you could make paper out of elephant poop and, guess what, you can!

My Turn Now-or Thing 24

Okay, it's my blog, now. I release myself from the implicit bondage of the 23 Things. I'm not sure where I'll go from here. I'm sure it doesn't matter to anyone but me. A blog like this is public only in the sense that walking down a city sidewalk or wandering in a crowd is public. The chances anybody will notice are one in a (enter the number of people on the sidewalk/in the crowd). So maybe I'll write poems. or publish my photos, or talk about the good books I've read/am reading or investigate web thingies, Firefox add-ons and plugins might be a fun place to start. Who cares? Raise your hand.
Anyway, technologically what I have done recently is I've found a media player that will allow me to download tunes to my I pod. I could not get I Tunes to download completely on Vista. After the fourth time uninstalling it I decided to leave it uninstalled and find something else to use. I'm using Winamp, which is a free download.

Quibble Bibble Who'll Take a Nibble

I tried for hours to do a Flickr Badge like the one on the SAPL 23Things blog. The code just wouldn't work. I finally copied the source code from the SAPL page and compared them. I fixed all the discrepancies (there were several) except of course the specific references to my photo set and I still couldn't get it to work. So I gave up and did this instead. I wanted to finish with my poem about the 23 experience; but I realized that I hadn't mentioned mash-ups (although I looked at the one on Chicago Public's page).But there's a certain irony in finishing with the cats.Calliope, the coy chubby callico refers to my laptop as The Bad Thing becaue it occupies her space and my attention.
By the way, my 71/2 habits are scattered and odd; but they are there if you look. So I want a prize. I finished. I worked hard and played harder.

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pyediopye's Cats photoset

23rd (count them twenty-three) Thing

what made me start

the video
o it must have been the video
the sci-fi thing
with the blind robots
finally breaking free

i not blind
no robot
and never hoping
freedom
grew resentful at once

but then something Flickred
on the screen

and the voice I learned
from Saul Bellow bellowed
I want I want
and the little voice whispered
I have a good eye
like it used to say
I have a good ear

but the secret secret voice
that survived brain surgery
that denied
nine years of denial

sang

I can have a laptop
and this time it can be red

the rest was remembering
how to play
the game