His vision changed the world. And now the world is looking back on his life.

As you've been hearing all day, Steve Jobs, one of Apple's co-founders and it's former chief executive, has died of pancreatic cancer.

Condolences lit up Twitter, Facebook and the Blogosphere all day. And for good reason. Mr. Jobs changed the world's technological landscape of the world. But the remarkable innovation that defined his career started off rather humbly: in a garage, with two young men.

Today, Apple's other co-founder, Steve Wozniak, spoke to the Associated Press about Mr. Jobs.

For the Record, here are some of his thoughts:

For the Record, that was Steve Wozniak, speaking to the Associated Press about Steve Jobs.

Matthew Dressner depends greatly in Apple technology. And so does anyone who submits a film to Mr. Dressner's Original iPhone Film Festival, which is based in New York. That's where we reached him.

They're up in arms about their downtown.

Officials in Winnipeg have been scrambling to defend their reputation this week after Air Canada labelled the city's downtown unsafe.

That was the reason cited by the airline after it pulled its staff from a downtown hotel. This week, we've talked to Winnipeg Mayor Sam Katz [KAYTZ] and University Of Winnipeg president, Lloyd Axworthy -- both have defended the city. Mr. Axworthy is also demanding an apology from Air Canada.

But some downtown business owners agree with Air Canada. They say the area isn't safe. And one of our listeners e-mailed us to say that, as a woman, she doesn't feel safe leaving her downtown hotel at night.

Stefano Grande is the Executive Director of Winnipeg's Downtown Business Improvement Zone. We reached him, you guessed it, in downtown Winnipeg.

It's so bright and vivid. What does it all mean?

That's what scientists are saying -- or at least that's what we assume they're saying - about a new image of a "quaternary" or quadruple rainbow.

Rainbows, as you know, are caused by the bending of light as it passes through water vapour in the air. A rainbow is a pretty common sight - magical but common. A double rainbow though? Well, that's a far less common sight and at least twice as magical. And a triple rainbow? Good luck. If you see one, you've just won a whole basket of awesome, courtesy of Mother Nature.

So, a quadruple rainbow? Well let me just say that if you have magical powers and you own a unicorn and you're friends with a leprauchan, you might just glimpse a quadruple rainbow once in your life.

Which is to say, it's unheard of. Until now. For the first time ever -- at least that we know of -- an image has been taken of the impossibly elusive magical phenomenon that is the quadruple rainbow.

Credit is due to rainbow enthusiast, Michael Theusner, who captured a faint image of one near Bremerhaven in northern Germany.

And, as excited as the scientists must be about this, they can't possibly be as enthusiastic as Paul "Bear" Vasquez would be if he had discovered the quadruple rainbow. Mr. Vasquez loves rainbows, especially double rainbows.

Guest host Peter Armstrong spoke with Mr. Vasquez on As It Happens last July. From our Archives, here is some of that interview. But first you'll hear some of the Double Rainbow YouTube video Mr. Vasquez posted.

It has caused outrage in the UK. And now it's causing outrage over email.

That's right - I'm talking about the recipe for the perfect boiled egg.

As we told you last night, there's a feud going on in England. The old school holds that it takes three minutes to boil the perfect egg. The new school believes it takes longer.

Last night we spoke with Iram Hasan, a student at Sherborne Girls' School in England -- and an adherent to the new school of egg-cooking -- and she told us, unequivocally, that the perfect egg must be boiled for six minutes. Six. Not three. Well, Talkback flipped.

Ruth MacKenzie from Ottawa sent us this message:

"The classic three-minute egg is not attained through the methodology your guest is providing. Rather than boiling water, submerging the egg, and cooking for three minutes, the "three-minute egg" process is as follows:

1 - take an egg from the fridge

2 - submerge it in a pot of cold water

3 - bring it to a boil on high heat

4 - once boiling point is reached, set the timer for three minutes

5 - at three minutes, remove the egg from water and submerge in ice water. At that point, you'll have a perfectly cooked soft-boiled egg."

Eleanor Gregory in Vancouver had this objection to the new school method:

"Ridiculous! Three or six minutes at full-boil for a hard-boiled egg?! The more earth-friendly, energy-conserving method is to bring an egg in a saucepan to a boil and then cover the saucepan, remove it from the heat and let the egg sit for fourteen or fifteen minutes."

Thank you Eleanor and Ruth.

Now, not everyone felt this way. Some of you were open to the new school of egg-cookery. And one un-named listener suggested the philosophical debate shed more light on the British National character than on eggs. Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous wrote:

"I am absolutely shocked to learn that generations of Brits grew up on quite the wrong recipe for boiled eggs, but then this revelation explains a lot about the Brits which hitherto had remained totally unfathomable. Thank you for the enlightenment."

Thank you for all your egg-cellent emails -- yeah, I went there -- but why stop at boiled egg? Iram Hasan's next project is to investigate the perfect scrambled egg. Which got us thinking: what about the poached egg? Or eggs over-easy? Or eggs Benny? We want you to come out of your shell and send us all your ideal egg solutions.

You can email us at aih@cbc.ca . And our talkback number is 1-866-481-5718. You can also find us on Facebook and Twitter. Just look for CBC As It Happens.

The war in Afghanistan is ten years old this week. And that means a lot to Derek Eland. He's a former British soldier and, these days, he's an artist. Mr. Eland didn't serve in Afghanistan but he has a good understanding of what goes on in the minds of soldiers stationed in Helmand Province.

This month, his exhibit, "In Our Own Words: Soldiers' Thoughts from Afghanistan", opened at the Imperial War Museum North, in Manchester, England.

It's an exhibit of Mr. Eland's collection of postcards. He went to Afghanistan earlier this year, and got soldiers to write their thoughts on the pieces of paper.

We reached Mr. Eland in Carlisle, England.

It was a shot that changed Egypt for a generation.

Thirty years ago today, the country's president, Anwar Sadat ,was assassinated. Here's part of As It Happens' coverage from that day, hosted by Alan Maitland and Charles Lynch, from our archives.

It ain't called the "Killer" for nothing. Billed as the world's hottest curry, the dish served at the Kismot Restaurant in Edinburgh, Scotland, requires patients -- er, customers -- to sign a waiver prior to sampling it.

And on Saturday, the restaurant held a "Kismot Killer" eating contest to raise money for charity, and to crown Scotland's "Curry King" or "Queen".

And while the curry -- thankfully -- didn't quite live up to its name, it did send two participants to hospital.

We reached chef and owner Abul Ali at his Kismot Restaurant in Edinburgh.

If you listen really closely, you might just hear some similarities in the theme song for Hockey Night in Canada and Richard Wagner's wedding march. Okay, you'd have to listen really, really closely. But still, why not marry the two traditions?

Well, that's precisely what a Winnipeg couple plans to do this coming Sunday. The newly returned Winnipeg Jets will play their first game in more than fifteen years. On that same day, Rachel Borkowsky and Gabriel Wu have big plans for their wedding day -- plans that now include taking in the Jets season opener.

The couple changed the time of their nuptials so they could take in the first period, before heading back to their reception.

For the record, here is Rachel Borkowsky and her fiancé, Gabriel Wu, talking with CBC Winnipeg host, Marilyn Maki, about their new plans.

Hazel Burt spent the weekend moving the grave markers of her ancestors.

It isn't the first time the markers have had to be moved. But she hopes it's the last. Ms. Burt is a councillor with the Carrier First Nation in Northern British Columbia. She and her fellow councillors sprang into action when they got word that flood waters from a nearby Alcan dam were about to inundate the grave markers, or spirit houses. We've reached Hazel Burt in Burns Lake, British Columbia.

Dateline: Minsk

Usually, when a government cracks down on dissent, we say that they've silenced protests. But, in Belarus, the government is ordering dissenters there to speak up.

You see, a few months ago, protesters in the former Soviet republic started protesting very, very quietly. President Alexander Lukashenko has shown little tolerance for those who speak out against his regime. So, in response, those unhappy with him have gathered together and say nothing. They simply stand silently. Or they might, occassionally, clap in unison.

But President Lukashenko knows criticsm when he sees it. Even if he can't hear it. So, yesterday, his government amended the law to ban being quiet in a political fashion.

So Belarussians who are out together in a group these days had better get chatty. They could talk about the weather or their co-worker's bad fashion sense or the devaluation of their rouble and what its done to the price of bread. OK, maybe not that last thing. But the pros and cons of wide-wale courduroy, definitely. Anything to avoid a dangerously awkward silence.

Hospitals -- even in war zones -- are supposed to tend to the wounded. But a hospital in Sirte -- the last remaining site of fighting in Libya -- may now be a bunker of sorts.

There are reports coming out of the city that Ibn Sina hospital has now become a make-shift command centre for pro-Gadhafi forces. Foreign doctors fleeing Sirte told The London Telegraph that conditions inside the hospital are now dire.

Doctors Without Borders has been trying to get medical aid into the city. Dr. Mansoor Ali is the head of mission for the group in Libya. We reached him in Misrata.

There are a lot of writers out there whose names you don't know. Some of them are unsuccessful, of course. But some of them are very well known. They've sold tens or even hundreds of thousands of books. And you still don't know their names.

But people know Bob Dylan's name. Which is probably why, yesterday, he was, at least for a while, the odds-on favourite to win the Nobel Prize for literature. The British betting house Ladbrokes placed his chances at five-to-one, putting Dylan ahead of Haruki Murakami, Adonis, Umberto Eco and John Banville.

I'm going to wager that might know who those authors are. But I'd put good money on the fact that, until this morning, you'd never heard of Thomas Transtromer. He is, of course, the Swedish poet who actually won the Nobel today.

That's just one of the many woes of being a writer. You can be extremely successful and, yet, hardly anyone ever wants you to pose with them for a photo when your doing your groceries. Even when you ask nicely.

One of the other hardships is the actually writing. Just ask David Rakoff. He's a writer. You may have heard of him. Earlier this week, he won the Thurber Prize for American Humor for his essay collection, "Half Empty."

Here is David Rakoff reading from one of those essays at the Stony Brook Southampton Writers Conference earlier this year.

And, just a warning, as a writer, Mr. Rakoff uses all kinds of language, including some strong swear words.

She was inspired and inspiring.

Last night we told you that Canadian musician Daisy Debolt had died. Her music touched many of you over the years and prompted Glenn Allen in Ottawa to send this email:

"Thank you for your feature on the death of one of Canada's greatest musical talents. Daisy was a natural force, on the order of a six- or seven-Richter scale earthquake; no one left her performances unaffected. When they combined their talents in 1968 she and Alan Fraser turned folk-based music on its head for a few years. We saw them one night in a scruffy Jarvis Street club in the early '70's; alternately glaring and grinning at each other.

They cast a spell lasting a good half-hour and a half-dozen songs during which not a soul in the audience dared clap, sneeze or rattle a coffee cup, for fear of interrupting the exquisite ethereal link that passed between them across the stage and out across the small room to our ears. To this day I still gauge my enjoyment of new musical experiences against the excitement I experienced hearing Daisy and Alan that night."

That email came to us from Glenn Allen in Ottawa. Well Glenn, just for you, here are Daisy Debolt and Alan Fraser performing "Waltz of the Tennis Players."