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the prompt is: Stanford students are widely known to possess a sense of vitality. Tell us about an idea or an experience you have had that you find intellectually engaging.

“Why are you so slow, Jane?” my brother teasingly asked as he whizzed by me in his bicycle. I laughed and pedaled furiously until we were neck-to-neck, racing to the finish line at the park. Ten feet…five feet…and I beat him by a millisecond! While my brother cruised down to a stop, I sped past; too delighted to see the coin-sized, half-camouflaged frog paused in the middle of the pavement.
Squish.
I spinned around at the squeal of my little brother and turned to the source of his gawking. The olive-colored frog had a thin tire-track lining his back legs and his arms twittered wildly. “Eww,” my brother said, turning away and riding off. I began remounting my bike, yet I couldn’t help taking a closer look at the curious little creature.
Even with such a small and easily overlooked body, its form harbored so many intricacies that composed a humble piece of artwork. The robust body bulged with force as the frog struggled to inch itself back under the shrouds of the bushes. The outstretched form and protruding dark eyes focused intently on completing its simple task. Even the claws, no larger than a pencil’s eraser, fiercely clung to the cement as it dragged itself along. In my mind ran a trilling action movie–the frog , after courageously swallowing a villainous fly, flees the violent grasps of human carelessness as a montage of his life flashes through his eyes.
It was peculiar how such a neglected road-side frog could house so many unexpected natural charms. While we humans are so large and the global biome even larger, I was surprised at the niceties that formed even the smallest inhabitant of our planet. I scooped up the injured frog and delicately lay him in the grass. The simple act of noticing this small creature has revealed to me a new perspective on the humble surprises that furnishes the intricate world around me.

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I have a really good idea for a Twitter widget for MySpace but I have absolutely no idea how to make one. This is the basic idea of my app with the words being your update:

http://i38.tinypic.com/2w72t5j.gif

can anybody direct me to a link on how o make one?
Thanks

i’ve been given this short story as homework and i have to try and end it, but im really stuck, any idea’s would really be appreciated.

In “The Piano” a man tells the story of some incidents that happened to him as a young man. When he was a child his grandmother told him about an experience she had had as a little girl. A piano had fallen into the water in the harbour. It had been on a boat coming from Island and had to be carried ashore across a plank. But one of the men tripped and both the men and the piano fell into the water. Throughout his adolescence he often dived to look for the piano but he never found it. When he meets his first girlfriend, Twittie, they spend the summer kissing and listening to records. One day he tells her the story of the missing piano and together they dive into the harbour to find it. But Twittie is the only one who can see the piano. Through the water it looks as if she is playing the piano and every time they surface her eyes are glowing. She tells him that the piano is lying down there at the bottom, all white, shiny and radiant. And while Twittie becomes more and more obsessed with the piano, the young boy becomes more and more afraid of losing her. And one day Twittie doesn’t want to come back up to the surface. The boy swims down to look for her but he doesn’t find her. His love for her and his loss is described like this: “Her name was Twittie because she was light as a bird and every time he pulled her close it was as if she flew into his arms and towards the end he says: “What I miss most is her eyes. No, her smell. What did she smell like? A little bit sweet, fine and round – a little bit like apples? A little bit like pears? Mostly like apples. A little bit like milk, perhaps. I miss her shoulders. There was a freckle on one of them and they were both round and sharp at the same time”. The atmosphere in the story is light and sensuously joyful but in a strange way it is sad too. And yet the end of the story is not sad. The first-person narrator returns to his present life and gives the story an open ending saying: “Maybe I’ll see her again. Maybe she’ll become a bird. They say birds descend from fish. Maybe she’ll suddenly fly away from the harbour – twittering away. And I will know that it’s her.”

What dev tools do creators of sites like facebook, twitter and other social networking/web 2.0 sites use. Obviously it isn’t things like dreamweaver or coda. I have an idea for such a site and don’t know what the best tools for a site like this are.

I’ve tried Joomla!, Dreamweaver CS3, CODA (and tried installing Drupal but it wouldn’t work.

I prefer to use Mac but can use Windows also, any suggestions?

Thanks
Thanks for your answer on AJAX, what IDE would you recommend for coding AJAX sites.

Ok, lets say, you have several accounts that have status updates,

for example, Myspace, Facebook, twitter, etc.

So what if, there was a website, where you can update your status for ALL of your feeds at once, instead of going from acount to acount. and you can also recive all your notifications from there.

out of ten, what do u rate that idea, and what can i add/take off to make beter, or is it jsut a horible idea
Oh, and if your wondering, ill use RoR to make this