August 20, 2007
Grand Ol' Birthday Party

Birthday wishes to Congressman Ron Paul, who should be doing much better than he is. This is your boy, Republicans. He's the type of candidate that anti-Iraq War conservatives might like. Check him out.
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Birthday wishes to Congressman Ron Paul, who should be doing much better than he is. This is your boy, Republicans. He's the type of candidate that anti-Iraq War conservatives might like. Check him out.
Posted by Mert at 11:55 AM | Comments (0)

A few years ago, I took a business writing class over at UWM. One of our projects involved leafing through a selection of political opinion pieces in an effort to outline the various rhetorical tactics employed by the authors to convey their points. One of the articles we read can be seen here. Whether or not one agrees with this fella's conclusions, he certainly raises some interesting questions.
I hadn't thought about this for quite a while. Then the other day, I happened to notice the current market value of gold, and it made me recall this piece. It's truly stunning how high gold has risen since the euro made its grand entrance on the international economic stage on New Year's Day, 1999. It was $287/ounce then, and it's around $650/ounce today. Does it really mean anything? Perhaps. Perhaps not. But it's certainly noteworthy, and it'll be interesting to watch its performance as oil futures remain volatile and the dollar continues to fall.
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It sucks to be a dollar these days. Going to Europe anytime soon? Might wanna use plastic. It's gettin' pricy again, as the euro steadily recovers from the gut shot delivered by France in 2005's constitutional vote.
August 16, 2007
1 euro equals 1.34202 dollars
Posted by Mert at 11:06 PM | Comments (0)

Fantastic time in Chicago this weekend. Big thanks to The Chuck for puttin' it all together for us.
Biggest winner? Daft Punk, hands down. Great show, great music, great time.
Biggest loser? That would be CSS. Way to miss one of the biggest gigs of your fledgling career, you drunken Brazilian losers. Your money's on the nightstand - I'm done with you. Get out.
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