My sheepish contribution to George's distributed cookbook. "Sheepish" because the last recipe I posted was also a diet-buster; I guess I'm feeling guilty about neutralizing the health benefits of George's low-fat, heart-friendly vegetarian dishes. The cobbler, though, is divine with a little vanilla ice-cream and has the added virtue of being super easy to prepare.
1 cup fresh blueberries
3/4 cup sugar
1 cup milk
1 cup bisquick
Spray a pie pan or small baking pan with cooking spray. Arrange blueberries in a single layer on bottom. In a small bowl, mix the sugar, milk, and bisquick together. Pour over blueberries, pop in oven, and bake for approximately 30-40 minutes or until golden brown. Mmmm.
Available here in javascript--no scissors required.
Also see the cut-up resources page. Includes the Random Story Generator and the Random Verse Lab.
Like Matt and everyone else, I've been pondering the Francois Question for a while. Maybe it's the neo-luddite in me, but I see Francois as the John Henry of our time. He indexes, cross-references, tracks back, and links manually and cognitively better than any blog function or plug-in of which I'm aware. Why would he want an external memory cache when his internal one is so powerful? As a comment blogger, Francois redacts the classic tale of man against machine for the computer age. He out-blogs the blog.
Matt pines for a new MT feature that would "automagically" harvest and create a clearing-house for the many threads of a trans-blog conversation. Doesn't Francois in effect personify Matt's trackback spider? (For one example among many of his "clumping" skills, see his back and forth with Jill in the comments section of this post.)
Or maybe Francois is really an AI agent who has pulled the Turing Test over our eyes. I don't think so, though. There's an awful lot of humanity there.
Preservation is about distributing the burden of representation between present and future. It means keeping the faith that the signal we send down the conductor of history, while destined to weaken like Socrates’ magnetic rings in the story of Ion, will one day be amplified by a later age. The Anglo-Saxon poem Beowulf survives in one badly damaged eleventh-century manuscript. Buffeted by time and circumstance, burned by fire, flung from a window, corroded by mildew, overwritten and erased, the manuscript was brought to the brink of death countless times before being virtually restored through advanced image processing and 3D computer modeling over the course of the last two decades. “Posterity has a brisk way with manuscripts,” deadpans Tom Stoppards’ Housman in The Invention of Love. Indeed, but it also has a restorative way. Enlightened preservation strategy, as the material fortunes of the Beowulf ms. so eloquently teach us, is about envisaging posterity’s share.
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Preservation courts moderate loss as a hedge against total extinctive loss.