In Tech . . .
09.11.2007
The real entertainment in all of this has been the fact that Apple dropped the cost on the 8GB iPhone a whopping $200 from it's initial price in June of $599, which--it's worth pointing out--was just two months ago.
04.19.2007
Thunderbird 2.0 is here!
01.31.2007
With the launch of Vista, Microsoft is beginning an effort to supplant the jpeg image format.
01.09.2007
Dear Apple: Why o why must you keep making things that are so damned cool?
01.02.2007
I intended this post to be a somewhat thoughtful reflection on the past year, and possibly a statement of resolutions for the coming one. I also intended to post a photo album or two from the holidays. But this was last week - before The Fall. And what is it they say? Something about best-laid plans of mice and men? I'm surely one of those.
12.07.2006
Of course, the day Apple becomes a corporate machine is probably the day they lose some of their 'cool.'
10.25.2006
I see your IE 7 and raise it one Firefox2.
10.20.2006
After several betas, IE 7 is now official.
09.11.2006
Godin gives some interesting stats to put things in perspective.
08.18.2006
Some really smart ajax and microformats implementations being made over at Adactio.
In Ho_Hum . . .
04.21.2009
So I want to make clear, first of all, that my fear of drawers is NOT this kind of fear. They don't cause me to jump in fright. And I lose very little in the way of bejeezus when I see them. However, like Honey's fear, the root cause of my drawer phobia may indeed have something to do with a general uneasiness when it comes to magic and all things supernatural.
04.16.2009
Hi. I am a brand.
03.10.2009
One of the side-effects of a guilt like mine is I'm terrible around cops.
03.09.2009
One of C's marketable business skills is boiling complicated things down to their simple essence.
01.27.2009
Just to be clear, when C says 'quality time,' she means she will watch anime while I go to the beach to catch up on the latest bikini fashions.
01.26.2009
In all the places C and I have lived before New Jersey, I've always been aware that our neighbors could potentially hear us. And I'm not just referring to during the, you know ... play times. I'm talking about during casual conversations. Fully clothed. Just talking about things like tea. Or grits. Or the Tao of JD in Scrubs.
12.08.2008
I've got a Tumblr blog and a few new content feeds, which I wanted to tell you about. But first, if you've been reading this blog for a while, I have to take a moment to ask: Are you okay?
11.10.2008
One way to relax after a Sunday afternoon herding leaves is to have a couple of beers and sit on the couch with your hand under your belt and watch some football and feel good and fine and strong--and downright brawny, damnit, like the guy on the paper towel rolls--for having worked hard and for having cuts on your hands and dirt under your nails and an easy sort of pain in your muscles.
09.22.2008
If you ask me questions, I'll give you answers
08.12.2008
And God said, "Yea, do not be proud or boastful about your good and plenty space. For verily I say unto thee ...
In Chewing . . .
06.08.2009
Then there's the whole problem of choice. Goddamit. We like to think having choices makes us happy. But we now know the great paradox about that, don't we? That the more choices we have, in general, the less happy we seem to be. Because there's the fear of making the "wrong" choice. And there's the regret that comes with making a bad one. And, of course, in a certain time and place, every choice can seem like a bad one. At root, I think is the illusion of control we like to maintain.
04.16.2009
Hi. I am a brand.
04.02.2009
Moses is sick of my bitching and carrying on. At Starbucks, he sips his coffee and taps his finger and looks out the window. He has cleaned up a bit. He wears dress slacks. A button up shirt. His hair is slicked back. He looks downright respectable.
03.27.2009
On my days off, I'd visit Juan. It was like my day at school. Because I was young and new to bartending. And Juan, who was a good ten years my senior, worked at one of the busiest Mexican cantinas in Dallas. He was, unequivocally, a bad-ass. And I felt like if I put in enough time observing him, that I too would be a bad-ass.
03.05.2009
Sometimes this spot--the one on my glasses, the right lens--sometimes, it doesn't bother me that much. But sometimes, like right now, it's all I can see. And I have to cock my head back in an abnormal way in order to get it out of my line of sight.
02.27.2009
Of course, there's the whole balancing issue. I'm sure part of the problem has to do with that.
02.11.2009
Moses has been showing up at the dog park lately. He wears a hoodie over layers of other clothes. His face is all eyebrows and a beard the color of road snow. We talk about the economy. He says things like, "When you're an architect, nobody wants to put you on retainer."
01.28.2009
So I went outside in the morning dark. The town already wide awake, excited, true. Like the quick intake of breath. Like the root and the stir. Like the clutch of a tongue-tied pinky swear. And packed purposefully into layers of clothes, I went chasing the down and the din.
01.12.2009
Right now, I have several pairs of wearable jeans. But not one of them is my favorite. My favorites all have big holes in them. And that leaves me with no old standby to wear to anything that isn't a Poison concert or my monthly Grunge Club social. Even then, it's really just too cold to wear these swathes of denim. So instead, I wear one of The Others.
01.06.2009
Out of all the things I lose each day--my keys, my hat, my sweater ... my sobriety, my dignity--the thing that bothers me the most is a lost voice.
Comments
Posted by Laundro on Jan 25, 2006 at 2:32:58 PM
dude. i so could have told you that years ago!
enjoy your experiment!
Posted by sparkle on Jan 26, 2006 at 3:45:27 PM
Posted by Catherine on Jan 27, 2006 at 7:54:45 AM
Posted by Rothko on Jan 27, 2006 at 8:21:07 AM