EWeek has a blurb on a search tool called Grokker that meta-searches up to six different search engines, then attempts to do concept-mapping on the results. It looks interesting enough to download the demo (once it’s ready), but you’d have a hard time swaying me away from my tried-and-true Copernic Agent.
Forgot to mention that there’s also one unusual addition to this particular auction lineup: a 52-piece Homer Laughlin china set that I’m selling for a coworker of mine. It’s an Eggshell Georgian set with the Bombay pattern. It’s in great shape, so if you’re into that kind of thing be sure to take a look.
I’m a little late on the announcement, but the 90s records I spoke of last week are up for bid on eBay. See the auctions section of the site for more info and to get a look at what’s available.
There are two things you won’t see on this list that I mentioned in that earlier post: the Nirvana and R.E.M. maxi-singles were my first attempts at using Buy It Now on eBay, and boy did they ever. Both auctions ended in the first 48 hours when people snapped the records up for the higher Buy It Now price rather than placing a regular bid. This is definitely an eBay feature I’ll be making use of again in the future!
Benjamin Franklin said, “Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” I have the exact same feelings about coffee.
Nika’s thesis got the thumbs-up earlier this week, and she’s getting her Masters of Criminal Justice degree this month. Congratulations!
She still has to defend her thesis in front of a panel at 2pm (Central Time) today, which will determine what kind of grade she passes with, so if you happen to read this before then be sure and send some good-luck vibes her way.
Update: The thesis defense was supposed to be a two-hour ordeal. Nika called me at 2:25pm and said, “Guess who just became the first woman in the history of her department to ace her thesis defense in less than an hour?!” To my favorite future law enforcer, and once of the smartest girls I know — congratulations. And thanks for never actually stabbing me with a fork. 
