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    We’re stopping at Skyway Jacks to grab some food before leaving.

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    All packed and ready to leave for home in a few. I can tell the puppies will miss me. They’re so cute, and rotten.

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    Bedtime for travelers.

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    Checking my flight times for later today.

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    Watching 24 and waiting for clothes to dry.

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    Looking at the TSA site to make sure the national rules haven’t been changed like the international rules have.

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    Just changed my Twitter profile pic. Comments welcome.

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    Attempting to clear the home DB in Qwutter. It doesn’t seem to want to clear. No errors, just not clearing.

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    Back home. Denise got a new mixer today. She’s going to enjoy that.

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    On the beach. It’s really cold out here. You bastards better be glad I like you. Grin.

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    Getting some beers and heading to the beach. Gonna take a sip in honor of all my friends whose lives are sucking really hard.

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    Denise is back in the car. The car won’t start. Fun times.

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    At the bookstore.

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    Riding to take Denise to the doctor, get books at the college, and going to the Ail House for lunch.

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    The dogs are performing. They’re talking to their mama. They’re cute.

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    Yay for .htaccess files. They’re awesome.

  • Illiteracy In The Blind Community

    AT 4 O’CLOCK each morning, Laura J. Sloate begins her daily reading. She calls a phone service that reads newspapers aloud in a synthetic voice, and she
    listens to The Wall Street Journal at 300 words a minute, which is nearly twice the average pace of speech. Later, an assistant reads The Financial Times
    to her while she uses her computer’s text-to-speech system to play The Economist aloud. She devotes one ear to the paper and the other to the magazine.
    The managing director of a Wall Street investment management firm, Sloate has been blind since age 6, and although she reads constantly, poring over the
    news and the economic reports for several hours every morning, she does not use Braille. “Knowledge goes from my ears to my brain, not from my finger to
    my brain,” she says. As a child she learned how the letters of the alphabet sounded, not how they appeared or felt on the page. She doesn’t think of a
    comma in terms of its written form but rather as “a stop on the way before continuing.” This, she says, is the future of reading for the blind. “Literacy
    evolves,” she told me. “When Braille was invented, in the 19th century, we had nothing else. We didn’t even have radio. At that time, blindness was a disability.
    Now it’s just a minor, minor impairment.”

    The above is taken from a New York Times article, documenting the decline of Braille literacy in the blind community. I find the viewpoint expressed to be particularly distressing, especially as a Braille reader. I have been reading Braille to some extent or another almost ever since I can remember, and I find it shocking that someone would willingly go through life without it. I’m not discounting the convenience of screen readers, mp3 players and other, more modern ways of accessing printed information. In fact, I use all of these to some extent or other myself. If it weren’t for these alternative methods of information-grabbing, going to college would be a lot more difficult. I remember the last time I attended college, when there weren’t widely-available mp3 players yet, and a big, bulky four-track tape recorder was considered portable, and upon comparing the two vastly different situations, I will definitely take this second go-round, with all of its new technology, over the first, hands down. But I would never dream of giving up Braille. I use a Braille Siddur (prayerbook) and Tanach (Bible), provided by JBI, and cherish the large, even cumbersome volumes lining the shelves in my office. I like the smell associated with books. It’s comforting in a way. Of course, I have some of these volumes, (by “volume” I’m referring to a complete book, not necessarily a Braille volue), on my Pac Mate. After all, having to carry, in some cases, multiple big, heavy volumes to synagogue is a huge inconvenience. But I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of the books, short of very pressing need. but back to my original train of thought. I don’t understand how anyone could choose to be illiterate, and that’s exactly what non-Braille literacy is for the blind community. Braille is our way of reading, and to not teach blind children how to read Braille is doing them a huge disservice. Being illiterate in Braille creates all kinds of problems in the blind community. The worst of these, in my oppinion, is the horrible spelling that often plagues said community. I’m not suggesting that everyone must perfectly spell every word. I don’t do that myself. But having a rudimentary understanding of grammar and spelling is a must, especially if one plans to work in a professional environment. In my mind, neglecting spelling and grammar is laziness, plain and simple. And for anyone to suggest that this is a good thing to do, or even just OK, is worse than even this. Unfortunately, I don’t see this trend changing for the better. I see Braille, despite the efforts of the National Federation of the National Federation of the Blind, becoming a dead language. But I commend the NFB for their efforts to keep this from happening, and that’s saying something, because most of the time, I disagree with them on everything. So I suppose I can always hope that their current Braille literacy campaign is successful, but I don’t expect it to be.
    Hat tip: Darrell Shandrow, who is quoted in the article linked above.

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    Denise is in the kitchen making us cube steak with rice and gravy. Perfect meal for coold weather.

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    Parking went better this time. Titan still wanted to play games but I was able to get him to listen.

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    Parking the dogs again.