Not that I think it's really impossible in invest in a socially responsible manner. I'm no expert, but I think Amy Domini does a good job with the balancing act. [link]

The boy who delivers my eggs just told me he got a BB gun for Christmas.

I told him not to shoot his eye out.

You get egg delivery?!

You get egg delivery?!

Yes, every Sunday. And it is made of awesome.

On the downside, I drive an hour across the Chesapeake Bay just to get decent groceries.

So, you're living in the olden days??

I'm watching this ridiculous Identity show on Bravo, and I can't believe Jordan Knight was up there with the one contestant (plus four family members) who wouldn't recognize him.

Not that I think it's really impossible in invest in a socially responsible manner. I'm no expert, but I think Amy Domini does a good job with the balancing act.

I'm not familiar with them, but it looks like their money is actually invested by Wellington Mgmt, based on the parameters that Domini sets. That's seems solid, since Wellington is basically Vanguard (full disclosure: the mutual fund company that my consulting company chose for its 401k).

So, you're living in the olden days??

Well, from my porch I see brick sidewalks, colonial houses, and a sailing ship from the 1700s, so, yeah.

She has the Bay Bridge! Which can be seen as either a modern convenience or a modern nightmare, depending on the traffic.

But, egg delivery! That's awesome.

sarameg, to me, this screams out, Whitemarsh Ikea!

Yeah, but I don't think that is happening today. Not feeling like driving 30 miles for it.

Interestingly, the article mentioned above appear, at least in part, in today's Sun paper. The Sun has been running a series (ran, maybe?) on the Nigerian oil problems of late. At least, I think they were exclusive sun reports, I can't quite recall.

OK, back to chores.

She has the Bay Bridge! Which can be seen as either a modern convenience or a modern nightmare, depending on the traffic.

Or the fog, as Friday taught me. But that was nothing compared to the fact that my exit off of 295 was closed and I got lost following detour signs in South Baltimore and ended up wandering around on the wrong side of the harbor with no idea how to get over to Fells Point.

I'd guestimate I go through about a half dozen eggs in a week, at most.

iTunes and the iPod behaved flawlessly for the guy at the Genius Bar, after I did nothing more than physically tote it in. I suspect it was a Christian Science cure.

Somehow or other, I argued myself into getting 250G external drive, then 2 calendars (half price! See! I saved!) at Borders, and then envelopes, bras, and a light-up moon from National Geographic Science for Kids to go with the star fields bedding in my bedroom.

Clearly I shouldn't be let outside the house with credit cards.