Yo chill with the feedback, black, we don't need that
It's ten o'clock ho, where the ook is yo seed at?

I just jailbroke (jailbreaked?) my iPad using the Spirit jailbreak app:  Spirit Jailbreak.  Easy as pie.  Much easier and less-involved than jailbreaking the iPhone ever has been.

I did it only because, stupidly, Apple doesn't let you display all video out from the iPad to TVs, overhead projectors, etc. – only video from certain apps like the video player.  I teach my instructional technology class for other teachers on Thursday and want to be able to display my iPad's screen on the overhead projector.  Apparently the only reasonably practical way to do this is to jailbreak your iPad and then buy this app called Display Out for $1.99 from the Cydia store.  Then you can hook the Apple dock-to-VGA cable (which I don't yet have and have to figure out where to buy in Saigon) to the iPad and display anything on your iPad's screen on the overhead projector in class.

As much as I love the iPad, I can't stand how Apple restricts its users' ability to do simple stuff like this.  I bought the damn thing.  It's mine.  I can throw it in the trash or smash it to pieces with a hammer if I so choose.  I should be able to install whatever apps I want to install on it, display video out to whatever devices I want to, etc.  (That being said, I knew, of course, when I bought it that it came with those limitations.  But still.) 

Anyway, assuming I can buy (or borrow) the required VGA cable sometime between now and Thursday, I should be good to go.  But damn you Apple for making it such a pain.  Damn you to hell, Apple.  (Can you feel my rage?)

"This same professor also told us to keep another jar, and to put a quarter into it every time we had sex during the first year of marriage. Then he said that we should take a quarter out each time we had sex during the rest of our lives, and see how many we were left with at the end." – Vendela Vida, The Rumpus Interview

Photo: http://ma.tt/2010/05/cappadocia/

O and C greet a very tired me at the Atlanta airport:

O gets blasted in the face in the pool:

My dad uses a boogie board to try to prevent a similar fate for him, C, and H:

I help H perfect his monkey climbing technique:

O displays the kite Thao and I took the kids from Vietnam:

H and his goggle-eyed pig – also from Vietnam:

And C and her fan:

H is willing to put down his pacifier for some watermelon:

O (9 years old) and my grandmother, his great-grandmother, Cacak (86 years old):

Chillin' with Cacak in her apartment:

I and Cacak's walker are out of here:

O and I swimming in the Tombigbee River behind my grandmother's house:

We swam the whole way across the river and back:

That's us on the far bank:

Four generations – Cacak, my dad and his brother, Creagh, me, and Owen:

The sad goodbye: