Linear A.
Ancient language, lost to the modern day. Largely undecipherable.
First Friday opening tonight — I’ll be doing some analog video mixing with live + algorithmically generated sources. Arduinos will be involved.
I’m co-curating this exhibit. Come join us. Bring your own projector (beamer) and a laptop with your art on March 2.
.gif by the members of little berlin
Friday, March 2nd 2012 in Philadelphia from 6-11PM at little berlin
little berlin is hosting BYOB Philadelphia during the opening reception for FLASHFL00D March 2nd - 24th
n. the cocktail party practice of smiling and nodding when you have absolutely no idea what someone just said, a method of smoothing over built-in glitches in conversation, an archaic medium that marries the bandwidth of a planetarium with the fidelity of a tin can telephone, for which we compensate by wrapping the earth with fiberoptic cables until it looks like a gigantic ball of twine.
It took me a long time to figure this out, possibly because I was communicating via fiber optics long before I could go to cocktail parties.
I had my first patent (finally) approved this week. This is pretty much the highest goal for a scientist working in a corporate research lab, and knowing that I have in a small way advanced the state of the art in computer science is kind of an awesome feeling.
In fact I think the only feeling that could be better than validation from the US government that my work is novel (if not worthwhile) was receiving this comment on the facebook post I made about it.
Last Night’s Pavement Central Park Thundershow: Gen X Is All Wet
(Things that happened that I was there for.)
So it rained, a lot, but nothing could dampen my glowing nostalgia.
Jaime came out from Chicago. We met up with Kristie’s boyfriend Josh, who was filling in for Kim. (Kristie had left NYC for Chicago, but was not hanging out Jaime’s boyfriend. As far as we know.)
The biggest realization of the evening was that I’d never experienced real-life bros before. Loud-talking, light beer-swilling, high-fiving indie rock bros, people who should have no business liking decent music but somehow do. I guess I’d always missed out on the phenomenon by always being at the front of the crowd with the nerds and die-hard fans who stand quietly and applaud at the proper times.
Hate the future, indeed.
Dear whoever decided to steal my debit card and buy a couple grand worth of discount clothing, perfume and luggage from various UK websites plus hit up Skype and iTunes for 100 bucks or so,
Way cool, man!
I’m sure you needed that stuff more than I needed to pay my mortgage. And as a bonus now I know that Debenhams is a real merchant with a bona fide, credit card-accepting online presence and exists outside of Belle & Sebastian songs. Disputing your charges has been a truly multicultural experience.
Be sure and pass along your recommendations for the iTMS!
Love,
Me
I have to stop finishing Murakami novels on the plane ride home, because I always cry at the end and it makes telling the stewardess Yes I’d Like a Diet Coke Please an awkward affair.
Thom Yorke, Flea & band were Atoms for Peace @ Roseland Ballroom (pics from the show & afterparty)
Whoops, BrooklynVegan caught me being a hipster in public again.
I captured some good stills/video/audio from the evening, so things are about to temporarily get very Radiohead-related up in this joint.
I used to say my dream in life was to be considered notable enough to have my own Wikipedia page, but now I’m upgrading that goal to a Wikipedia page with a jaunty portrait done in pen.
I used to pick it up in airports when I was a kid because it was the only magazine they sold that had science fiction in it. Turns out most of the articles may as well have been sci-fi, too. I still think Playboy had the best SF stories, though.Remember Omni magazine?
my dad subscribed to this
I think I first found Omni around 10 years old. Used to read it at the library and I think I was getting free issues for a while. I wonder if I still have those somewhere…
I remember being amazed by the H. R. Giger artwork, some short fiction that was fairly intense for my age, and an article on Lego robot soccer that basically started me on my current career path.
I’ve been seeing a lot of decade-in-review articles concluding that the 00s was a lousy handful of years, and a lot of bloggers posting personal memoirs of 2000-2009 seemingly bent on proving the pundits right. (If you’re in the mood to be cynical, it doesn’t get any better/worse than this.)
So as I reflect after a week-plus of holiday traveling, I think I’d like to remember that I was happy with where the decade brought me. It left me with family and friends who were happy and healthy, and time to see them, and a house that warmed up quickly when I came home again and turned back up the thermostat. I grew a lot and learned a lot and got better at a lot of things. I heard a lot of good music and saw a lot of pretty pictures and read a lot of interesting ideas.
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My resolution for 2010 is to be a more proactive communicator.
reblog with a picture of your favorite choose your own adventure book (click picture for list of titles)
You wake up in the middle of the night and realize you have a new ability to tell time by the position of the moon. Then things get really weird.
My favorite plot point was the cover illustration: after designing a hyperintelligent robot, you ask the robot what it thinks its purpose should be. Build more robots, it answered, and have those build robots, and so on geometrically, until… I forget what the point was. Get rich selling the robots, I guess.
How badly 10 year-old me wanted to be that boy on the cover. I never had glasses or a hockey player’s haircut, but that didn’t stop me from filling my 3rd grade notebooks with robot designs.
