Mike Browne’s Blog

WTC was not the first time people leapt to their deaths in a NYC Fire. It happened here too. The factory was a sweatshop and the fire was horrible.

Is this really a Vietnamese word or are they referring to themselves or their clientele? I’m not sure I’d want to eat here:

Thanks to Pauly for the pic.

Creepy! See the video here.

Some purty pictures of the atmoshpere.

This article talks about how scientists have discovered a third natural satellite around Earth.

Three? Okay there’s the Moon, but what else? Apparently the second satellite, discovered in 1986 is called Cruithne (What jackass named that?). This is the first I’ve heard of the second one. Now there’s a third? Interesting reading anyway.

Taking the bus is always an exercise in tolerance for me. Being crammed into a tin box with people who smell of booze from the night before, mothballs, odd foods and adult diapers (yes adult diapers) is enough to set me wretching first thing in the morning. I’m considering taking up smoking again or having a clothespin attatched to my nose so as to spare me from the olfactory assault of the stinky, trasit riding masses.

That is all … for now.

I’ve changed the look of my site just for today. You know why.

I’m not going to post funny links or rant and rave about what I like or dislike today. Later on I may post some links to other sites commemorating September 11, 2001 in a special way.

There are many.

So much has happened this year. Many tears have been shed. The world is a different place.

I pray that the victims and their families, everyone in the free world for that matter, heals just a little more today. I hope that we can find new and creative ways to prevent the events from a year ago from ever happening again.

Let’s not forget this. Honestly, I don’t think I could if I tried.

I don’t think we’ll ever truly understand it. Who would care to know such depraved reasoning anyway?

I not only remember people, planes and buildings being destroyed. I remember line ups at blood banks. I remember volunteers chomping at the bit to go and assist in any way with the rescue and recovery efforts. I remember police and firemen collecting for the families of the victims. I remember the people opening their homes to stranded airline passengers in their time of need. There has been a lot of love between strangers since the horrible events that day. If there’s one thing we’ve learned since 9/11 it’s that even with all it’s warts our society still knows how to love.

When taken out of context Mister Rogers is pretty bizarre. Okay, even when you’ve heard the whole conversation he’s still a weirdo.

They ROCK!