16th
Linear A.
Ancient language, lost to the modern day. Largely undecipherable.
So this got me to thinking . . . what if machines do have a subconscious of their own? What if machines right now are like human babies, which have brains but no way of expressing themselves except screaming (crashing)? What would a machine's subconscious look like? How does it feed off what we give it? If machines could talk to us, what would they say?
- Douglas Coupland, Microserfs
Gizmodo - Ferris Bueller’s Ferrari House Now For Sale
“The property includes two buildings. One of them was used as a garage/car museum in real life and in the movie. The home has four bedrooms and four full baths, with beautiful forest views. Total size: 5300 square feet. But beyond the Ferris Bueller lore, the Ben Rose Home—designed by A. James Speyer and David Haid—this is my dream home: Simple, elegant, built with glass, aluminum, cedar wood, and steel over a wild ravine in the middle of the Highland Park’s woods, in Illinois. In other words, Grade A architecture/property porn.”
(via pyroclastic)
Wasn’t it a good year?
Wasn’t filled with talking?
It still moves through my heart
From time to time.
City after city,
Granite gray as morning.
Heroes died in subways left behind,
far behind like our love.
You’re on your own again,
And you’re your best again,
That’s what you tell yourself.
I see it all the way as far as anyone can see,
Except when it began I was so happy I didn’t feel like me.
JOEY
(interrupting)
I need a handle, man. I don’t have an identity until I have a handle.
PHREAKYou know, you’re right about that.(to Dade)Check it, Friday.
Phreak hands Dade a flyer for Cyberdelia.
JOEYAlright. How about the Master of Disaster, huh?PHREAKYou’re hopeless, man, utterly hopeless.
Phreak walks away.
JOEYUltra Laser.(desperate)Doctor Doom!