Henry Rollins
(via Jimi Axelsson)
I know when the retarded, bad-ideas lobe of my brain is talking.
The bad-ideas mind was wondering if we could hit 120mph coming downhill from Park City. We hit 112. The bad-ideas mind wondered if we could climb a twenty story vertical fire escape at 2am. We did.
The bad-ideas mind has always, always wondered what it would be like to be in a hurricane.
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Fighting the urge to run out and buy a GF1. The morning after is going to be very interesting.
kl7:
It’s been a while. I still don’t have an answer. What I can say if you ever find yourself in need to cry “Up” style at an animated series, just watch “Jurassic Bark” and “The Luck of the Fryrish” episodes of “Futurama,” which will cause you to:
A) Sob hysterically for a cartoon dog.
B) Consider giving your sibling a call or make you wish you had a sibling.
Agreed on all fronts. The “luck of the fryish” and “jurassic bark” have moved me to tears on multiple occasions. Yeah. Fuck you. When Seymour just waits… yerp. It’s hard to not well up and cry one out.
The “Jurassic Bark,” “Time Keeps On Slippin’” and “The Sting” episodes of Futurama move me to tears every time. I’m getting a little blurry just goddamned thinking about them.
No. I really am crying. Right now. That bit where Leela eats the third spoon of honey. I did not need this right now.
Consider the above: a plug from a respected member of a community interested in our products (Svpply) produced roughly the same number of sales as a site driving 10x the trafficThat, in a nutshell, is the promise of social commerce: the right recommendation at the right time from the right person.
Hell yes.
msg:
CV Dazzle - makeup to fool face detection found via benjaminpalmer
Second esoteric application of dazzle camoflague that I’ve been introduced to this week.
Civilization isn’t business, it’s pleasure. It starts happening when you look up from your toil and use your senses to entertain yourself and your friends. Whether you’re making art or eating at a sidewalk cafe, it’s culture that burgeons, the contagious inspiration fueled by desire, not survival, to commune with your fellow man. Civilization is the force that makes things smell better, look nicer, sound more interesting than they have to be. But it can’t thrive unless people exit their homes and show up in public to gawk, politick, or traffic in gossip and ideas. When citizens can no longer withstand the unconditioned air between buildings, urbanity ceases.
As it simulates winter, air conditioning drives the sensory appetite into hibernation. It blocks the attributes of a summer’s day and eventually renders them insupportable.
So I guess newspapers still exist and with them “newspaper columnists.” Columnists are like trolls, but born ten years too early to figure out how to install Wordpress.
Brian McGrory, a columnist of the Boston Globe, just penned a fun rant where he suggests that Boston ban bicycles because they interfere with the enjoyment of his Filet-O-Fish sandwich. You should read the whole thing, there aren’t any big words. I’ll wait.
Okay, back? That column was of the “I’m just kidding (I’m totally not kidding)” model, a passive-aggressive style of trolling that enables the author to be a dick without being called on it. Like obnoxious children, the rule of thumb for trolls is to ignore them, but I just returned from a stint in Boston so I feel obliged to retort.
The bulk of his rant is about a perceived cyclist “sense of superiority.” I’ve never understood anyone who perceives others they’ve never met as “smug.” Folks who assume that, say, those wealthier then them have a “sense of superiority” are invariably wrong; they’re not even on the radar of the wealthy. Anyway, I assume he doesn’t actually know or speak to many cyclists, but let’s just play along and agree that cyclists think they’re better and examine why:
When you go to work, you spend money to get there. When I go, it’s free.
When I get on my bike, I have fun getting where I’m going. Judging from the behavior of Boston motorists, you’d be having more fun getting waterboarded.
Every time I go someplace, I get stronger and healthier. Every time you go somewhere, you get lazier and fatter.
I dunno. On paper it looks like we are superior. But who are the cyclists that are mocking and demeaning you, Brian? (Can I call you Brian?) Don’t most just mind their own business? Is it possible that you’re imagining this because your mind is suspicious of the way you’ve chosen to live?
McGrory spends two sentences on his only legitimate point, that many cyclists break traffic laws and behave recklessly. These sorts of cyclists should rightly be admonished. But.
I just moved from Boston to New York City. The cyclists in NYC are the most reckless, crazy and irresponsible riders I’ve ever seen. Out here, blazing through red lights and oncoming traffic is the rule, not the exception. Compared to New York riders, Boston cyclists are the very picture of responsibility. That is a 100% qualified opinion.
And yet. In Boston, drivers would slow down, roll their window, and scream that I was a “fucking fairy” for being on the road. One person shouted that he would be beating the everlasting shit out of me if there weren’t a cop only a few feet away. I wasn’t breaking any laws, apparently I just… made them feel inferior?
I’ve never once seen a New Yorker behave like that, and in only two months I’ve witnessed hundreds more encounters that would be deserving of such rage.
So why do you feel inferior to cyclists, Brian? Is it because we actually are better? Or is it because you’re steeped in a culture of belligerent, angry, greasy filet-o-fish-eating fucks?
$100 - two 3.5” floppy disks. Version 3.0.1
Many of you have no idea what these are for.
Oh wow. I finally know what to do with my Zork I 5.25” floppy.
Netflix is splitting up their DVD and streaming plans; customers who want both will need to pay nearly double for the privilege, so of course most will opt for one or the other.
Obviously they’re doing this to begin to reduce their shipping and handling costs and further wean the userbase away from atoms, but I wonder if there isn’t a secondary motivation. The streaming movie selection is… decent… but over half the movies I query are still unavailable. The studios are dragging their heels and happily making coin on DVD rentals.
If Netflix can say, “Half our users aren’t getting discs anymore, so we don’t have to pay you royalties on them; but hey if you wanna get in on this you have our number,” that will finally change.
