No Exit and Three Other Plays by Jean-Paul Sartre
Flight of the Conchords, Season 2 (or Season 1 if you have yet to imbibe)
And the two articles that caught my eye in the NY Times today:
When I lived in the Big Sky State, my house was about ten miles out of Glendive (pop. ~4,500). Even if I had been smack dab in the middle of the 'Dive, I would still be exposed to the undulating expanse of the Milky Way Galaxy at dusk...BUT instead I was completely removed from all but a distant glow of the city (ha!) lights. The sky was expansive and clear, and from the top of my driveway you could see all around. This is one of the things I miss most about home, and that is why this article struck me; I hope star-gazing never becomes an antiquated passtime, and applaud these folks for taking action to make sure it doesn't.
A Shared Vision to Dazzle Urbanites With the Night Sky
As an Earth Science major, I learn all about the fruitless attempts of people to make the Earth's cycles (erosion, flooding, etc.) cooperate with their living situations. Beach dredging is one of these "solutions": sand imported to a (more than likely) rich beach to prevent the shores from washing away. Not only is this an expensive and short-term, but it is also detrimental to the fragile ecosystem of the beach. This article discusses a ruling to prevent beach dredging on a particular beach in Florida; it pleases me that after so many years of ecological destruction caused by altering landforms (Army Corps of Engineers, anyone?) people are catching on and fighting against these costly (in so many ways) projects.
Surfers Deal a Blow to a Beach Dredging Project
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