School lunches: "Seventy-eight full-color reasons to be glad you're not in high-school any more." via Memepool.

Violence erupts in march marking Chile coup: "While most of the 1,500 demonstrators peacefully marched more than 25 blocks from downtown Santiago to the city's main cemetery, small groups of masked youth started throwing rocks and Molotov cocktails at stores, bank offices and at police."

West Nile virus reaches California: "A Californian woman has been infected with West Nile virus, preliminary tests suggest. If confirmed, the case will mark the virus's spread right across the US just three years after the first human case in New York."

Where Are They Now? "They came to us pitching gee-whiz business plans and painting visions of integrated platforms, enabling technologies, and wizardry beyond compare. They created billions in wealth that seemed built on--and that all too often evaporated into--thin air. They preached until we were converted. And then they disappeared."

The Pope's telescope: "When someone tells you the Vatican has its own $3 million telescope atop a two-mile-high mountain rising out of the desert in southeastern Arizona, staffed by Jesuit astronomers, you have to see it for yourself."

All Freecell games are not solveable: "If you have windows freecell, go into it and put in select game. Type in '-1' or '-2'."

The 75th Anniversary of the Invention of Television: "It's a little known fact, that television as we know it was invented by a 14 year old farm boy from Utah named Philo T. Farnsworth."

John Scalzi on blogging for cash: "In a larger sense I'm not optimistic that blogging will ever be a profitable endeavor in itself. I think it's instructive that the vast majority of professional writers who blog are realistic enough to understand that the value of a blog lies in its promotional value."

I'm aware that Weblogs4Hire.com looks funny in Mozilla and Opera. Must be my bad CSS. Will fix soon.

How to Get Rich: "A young man asked an old rich man how he made his money. The old guy fingered his worsted wool vest and said, "Well, son, it was 1932. The depth of the Great Depression. I was down to my last nickel. I invested that nickel in an apple. I spent the entire day polishing the apple and, at the end of the day, I sold the apple for ten cents. The next morning, I invested those ten cents in two apples. I spent the entire day polishing them and sold them at 5 pm for 20 cents. I continued this system for a month, by the end of which I'd accumulated a fortune of $1.37. Then my wife's father died and left us two million dollars."