Thursday, February 23, 2006

Corn Plastic

Corn plastic is here. And its prices are competitive with petroleum plastic. Next time I go to Whole Foods Market, I have to buy some BIOTA mountain spring water. It's the first water bottled in biodegradable plastic.

The company that makes the plastic is Natureworks, LLC. Unfortunately for me, it's a private company so I can't buy any stock. The potential for biodegradable plastic is so huge.

So I think I'm right... this decade's business revolution is going to be the real green revolution. While everyone's still looking at Google and willing Web 2.0 into existence, this is happening under our noses.

So... farmland may become the oil of the future.

On a related note, from a totally different industry. Sun appears to me to be one of the most visionary companies. One of the best blogs is http://blogs.sun.com/roller/page/jonathan/. When the facts about the cost of powering computing is laid out like this, it must make one wonder, why aren't people more aware and paying more attention to it? I suppose, like anything, the masses are predictably about five years behind early adopters.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Poems

So I steal (repost) poems from the blog of a gifted writer that I read. I like these because the language is accessible to people who don't usually read or appreciate poetry, yet still beautiful, and the ideas are very real.

After a While

"After a While" by Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't always mean security.

And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child

And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight

After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers

And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn.