Street Angel- Merry Christmas!

I took this pic for my mom and sis, who are veteran 'cute kid' junkies. Actually, there are so many cute little Korean munchkins running around, I don't normally take pictures, but I was killing some time, so...

This little cutie was with her mom, who was waiting to meet a friend for dinner, just as I was doing the same thing (people use the main gate of my former university as a kind of meeting place).

This little girl was no slacker on manners and charm, either, for her mom had apparently taught her well, and she kept bowing over and over when I said 'what a cutie!' in Korean to her mom. Frankly I was embarrassed by her extreme politeness, but that's just a typical western reaction to Korean Formality.

(taken with my LG CYON 1.2 Mpx phone, which is weird, because although it takes better nightshots than my 6 Mpx LUMIX, I STILL can't figure out the menu enough to be able to email photos directly from the phone - LG, if you need English Menu designers, you know where to find me!)

Thank you , Disk Knight - problems are not just for solving.

Perhaps you are aware of the new Worm, 'Disk Knight'. This little critter recently took my university network like the Sacking of Jerusalem in 1099. The reason for the great success of this relatively weak parasite lies in the typical use of computers for students, professors and staff; nearly everyone these days carries around a USB drive with them, that contains their word files, pictures, and, in the case of my Screen English class, movies. Right now my 'thumb drive' contains an AVI copy of Meet the Parents. And the first thing everyone does when they log on to a computer is stick their thumb drive in it.

Grateful to the Worm

What I appreciate this worm for is the way it shows up our complacency. I don't know how many of my students said, as they handed me a virus-pestilent thumbdrive, "But it's not a real virus"....
This attitude allowed the virus to completely take over my school and about 500 computers. A real digital bubonic epidemic, caused not by a super-cleverly designed virus, just one designed to hit us where we are weakest.