Jusqu’à dimanche le 19 novembre, c’est la semaine québécoise de l’informatique libre. Des activités sont organisées dans plusieurs régions du Québec. Comme le dit leur site, « la SQIL représente depuis trois ans une occasion privilégiée pour les débutants de se familiariser avec l’informatique libre, pour les plus avancés d’acquérir de nouvelles connaissances et pour tous de se rencontrer afin de discuter sur le sujet. »
Auteur : Martine
Screenwriter / scénariste-conceptrice
Voice recorder for the Mac
In my work, I often have to record interviews, conferences and lectures and for the last two years I’ve used the Panasonic RR-US360 to do so. Unfortunately, the software that allows one to transfer sound files to the computer does not work on a Mac, so now I have to get a new voice recorder.
It seems like the most logical solution for me would be to get Griffin’s iTalk to plug into my iPod photo, but I’d like to hear from those of you who have used a portable recorder with a Mac. Is the iTalk still the best choice? Is there something new on the market that you have tried and would like to recommend?
Don’t forget to take the baby out and leave it on the counter, honey.
The New York Times published an article about tv writers who are « new mothers in an industry notorious for its grueling hours and back-stabbing politics. » The article is your usual fare about the difficulties of being a working woman trying to raise kids, but this passage just amazed me:
« Because workplace culture varies, some women had to choose jobs carefully. Ms. Newton, 41, a single mother, froze her embryos when she was 36 and waited for the right show to get pregnant. »
Wow. I am speechless. On the one hand, I have to admire how organized this person is. But there’s something that scares me about that deep, powerful desire to have it all. I keep telling myself « why not? », but still, the idea of freezing your embryos until you find the job that allows you to be a mother is mind boggling to me. How about waiting for the right partner instead with whom you can fully share the care of the kid? (I know, it’s easier said than done.) Don’t get me wrong: I don’t think it’s morally wrong and I can understand the desire to have a great job and to do things on your own terms.
I can’t quite put the finger on what amazes me about this story. Maybe I just don’t understand wanting a child that much.
My beau, for whom everything always comes back to the kitchen, would probably tell you that it’s just my dislike of the freezer that makes me react like that.
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