April 23, 2004


Having craft skills is fun. It's rewarding when you're able to combine those skills with another lifelong passion...like Tron.
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Nothing To Do With Booze

But it's wicked cool.
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April 20, 2004


If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, accessorize, accessorize, accessorize. (Props to Sonia)
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April 17, 2004

If Only I'd Had Google

I'd have done much better in school. No, really.

Written while listening to Hellohihey from the album "Spirit In Stone" by Lifesavas

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April 15, 2004

Passion of the Easter Bunny

An unwise choice for a dramatic presentation to be sure.

"[My four year old son] was crying and asking me why the bunny was being whipped"

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April 11, 2004

Holy Calamity, It's Insanity

Never have I heard something so creative from sounds otherwise considered downright annoying.

Written while listening to Old Friends, New Lovers from the album "So Much For The City" by The Thrills

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Chernobyl by Motorcycle

A deserted kindergarten in near Chernobyl.
"As I pass through the check point, I feel that I have entered an unreal world. In the dead zone, the silence of the villages, roads, and woods seem to tell something at me....something that I strain to hear....something that attracts and repels me both at the same time. It is divinely eerie - like stepping into that Salvador Dali painting with the dripping clocks. "

Elena has a dad who has connections. The connections don't get her tickets to the Moscow ballet or VIP passes to a swanky nightclub in Odessa. No, she uses her father's pull to get into Chernobyl. Yes, the same Chernobyl whose nuclear core reactor melted down some 20 years ago (and, yes, it makes me feel old to realize it was 20 years ago). The story Elena weaves through eerie pictures and commentary feels like science fiction. Too bad it's not.

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April 09, 2004

Books I Can't Relate To, Part I

Dad's in Prison (Summer in tha hezay)
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April 07, 2004

The Punishing Red Light

There's a traffic light on Stanford Avenue, just on the edge of campus, that drives me nuts. It senses me coming (yes me specifically) and inevitably turns yellow as I approach it. I curse that traffic light. OK, maybe I tend to drive a little faster than I should down said road and, I must admit, it's even had the effect of slowing me down a bit. Well, the city of Pleasanton, California is taking the punative thing to a whole new level. Approach this light doing 10 miles an hour over the speed limit and you might be spending the next 30 seconds twiddling your thumbs. I'm not a huge fan of this because I know I'll get nabbed by it eventually. But I have to say I align myself more with the pro-light cohort than with the Harley rider who muses:

"It's depriving you of another one of your liberties -- going fast."

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Downloads Don't Hurt Sales

"Downloads have an effect on sales which is statistically indistinguishable from zero, despite rather precise estimates. Moreover, these estimates are of moderate economic significance and are inconsistent with claims that file sharing is the primary reason for the recent decline in music sales."

Read the whole thing here. Back to the draw-ring board RIAA. But what does Harvard know about business, right?

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Do Not Disturb

On a long overseas trip a couple of years ago I had the chance to see the burka used as a sleep aid. You see, Shastri was with me and he took one of the airplane blankets (you know, the ones made from static-charged pocket lint) and draped it over his head. He wrapped the neck pillow on the outside of the blanket and put the eye-cover on over it as well and voila. One Tylenol PM later we're arriving in Papua New Guinea. If only these had been available back then, he probably would scared a lot fewer people.

Written while listening to I Use To Love You from the album "College Dropout" by Kanye West

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April 05, 2004

QVC Samurai

Today's moment of zen...the home shopping samurai (and here I thought the shwag was all top quality).
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April 04, 2004

Random Art Generator

Beauty is in the eye of the algorithm. I have to admit I like many pieces found in the best of archive.
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April 02, 2004

Space Water Balloons

Alternative Title: What Jerry Might Do in Space.
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Technical Documentation Weirdness

A fun distraction...kinda like engrish only different.
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More Fun With Words

From webzen comes all kinds of fun with text, one of my favorite things.

Collaborative graffiti. Can you tell my word?
Interactive word kaleidoscope. Wicked cool.
What does that letter sound like?
Interactive typing. Check out the multimotion whoosiemawhatsit.

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Alpha Tricks

After a bad review of the Digital Downloads Service in the Wall Street Journal yesterday I was in need of some distractions today. This one is on the right track. yeah, I'll link to the lame article later. All I can say is, it's version 1.0 Walt.
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Can You Type

I peck at my keyboard. It's served me well up until now. I never had the need to generate accurate keystrokes any faster than that before. Well, that is until now. Post your score, let the world (or one or two other readers at least) know.
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Kelly Ripa is the new sidekick to Regis on his morning show. She served humanity once by replacing another co-host who was kinda annoying to some. I've never seen her on T.V. but I appreciate the self-depriction of this.

Written while listening to Track 14 from the album "Beautiful Struggle" by Talib Kweli

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