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May the teens be even better than the naughties!

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Happy 2010! I'm perfectly happy to put an end to the Naughties and to welcome in the 'Teens, hoping against hope for progress in the coming decade. I got to watch fireworks from the roof of my lovely new apartment building with my lovely fiancée and our lovely friends, and so far I'm feeling…
Looks like, once again, when somebody bothers to crunch the numbers those flimsy justifications for abstinence-only programs are found lacking. "It is remarkable that teens are becoming better contraceptors even as there are efforts afoot to reduce the information and skill-building that they…
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Notwithstanding the cute pictures from yesterday's post, Jim is now nearly seventeen years old. He's taller than me, has a beard, and is much less interested in having his photo taken, so I don't have any recent pictures. He also plays a mean bass guitar, and he's in a band, which means -- you…

Thanks, and vice versa. I sure hope the "new" decade (well, decades and centuries really start on the year one, 101, 2001,... according to the anal retentive calendarologists.) I suggested calling the past decade the "zilchies", since most of us ended up with no gains in income etc. (Well, the average income of the middle class stagnated, but that of the upper percentiles went up overall, even counting (because of?) the economic turmoil. In the "new" decade, I want my quantum paradoxes to astonish the world, ideally. I would settle for some noticeable recognition. Re Bono: I'm not surprised he's heard of teleportation; more so that he knows about Zeilinger.