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No RJ-11 For You

From my O’Reilly blog:

An old friend called in a panic the other day. The modem on her G3 lime iMac had crapped out, and she needed to get online that evening. We verified that she could still get a dial tone on the line. Had her reboot. No dice. “Still no broadband?,” I asked. “Maybe someday. Haven’t gotten around to it.”

Started troubleshooting. “Click the blue apple icon in the top left of your screen,” I said. “I only have a rainbow apple.” Uh-oh. OS9 user on dial-up. How do people live? Time had caught up with her. Fortunately she had a bit of cash. Told her to order DSL, and meanwhile, I’d pick up a new iMac to get her online by evening. A new Mac is a very expensive modem — even as a stopgap — but the time was ripe.

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Music: Daniel Johnston :: Some Things Last A Long Time

Rot at the Top

Had the privilege of listening to a Robert Reich lecture last weekend. He maintains that there are four basic themes that run through most great stories and movies, and that “big” news stories can generally be seen through one or more of these lenses (two of them hopeful, two fearful):

  • The Triumphant Individual
  • The Benevolent Community
  • The Mob at the Gate
  • Rot at the Top

Pick up today’s (any day’s) newspaper and see how many of the top stories can be characterized in these terms. Examples from today’s Chronicle:

  • The Triumphant Individual
  • (new appreciation for Gore, Nixon)

  • The Benevolent Community
  • (new breast cancer drug possible)

  • The Mob at the Gate
  • (terrorism, immigration)

  • Rot at the Top
  • (disintegration of Bushco)

His message to journalists: This is just observation of a human tendency toward oversimplification, and the media plays into it. Maybe journalists have a responsibility to achieve better clarity by resisting the impulse to simplify. You have to hear Reich talk to appreciate the power of these metaphors – incredibly eloquent. Kind of a new Joseph Campbell figure.

Music: Nancy Sinatra And Lee Hazlewood :: You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’

Russian Parkour

Posted back in ’04 about “parkour,” the art of using the urban environment as an acrobatic playground, an empty canvas for physical experimentation as graceful as it is death-defying. Since then, parkour’s popularity has increased alongside extreme sports and perhaps as an off-shoot of skateboarding’s outer limits (“Dude, you’re good. Lose the board.”) Check out this young Russian:

My post-40 body would never stand up to this kind of abuse (though I guess the idea is to get so good that it’s not abuse), but if this had been a “thing” 20 years ago, would have been bouncing off walls.

Thanks baald

Music: Daniel Johnston :: Speeding Motorcycle

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StumbleUpon

Just stumbled upon StumbleUpon, a fascinating mashup of del.iciou.us, Friendster, and “I’m Feeling Lucky” — bookmark rating/ranking/reviews plus social networking plus serendipity, designed to help you break out of surfing habits and discover things you wouldn’t have otherwise. Initially thought the whole thing was just an elaborate Firefox extension and would therefore be in use by a limited audience, but soon realized it’s a well-established web service that just happens to have an FF extension.

Very first stumble landed me at jacksonpollack.org, a nifty Flash-based full-view splatter paint application, which Miles loved.

I’m “shacker” on the service – hook up if you’re in.

Music: MC5 :: The American Ruse

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Fluke

Flukefront After much hemming and hawing and reading and plucking away at home on baald’s ukulele and in stores on others, decided on a wood-top Fluke — a good all-around durable starter uke with a really great tone for the price, and plenty of room to grow with for a while (though the huge variety of ukelele types and sounds has already sparked a small fetish fire – caution!) Best pics I could find are here, though the cheaper version I got does not include a pickup.

Taking a much-needed few days off work, and finally got caught up enough to spend the afternoon on the back porch plucking away at the “Gilligan’s Island” theme song, “Anarchy in the U.K.,” and a few oldies. Out of practice, fingertips sore. Now all I need is the canoe.

Music: Essential Logic :: Collect Dust

Klaatu Barada Nikto

Those big flashing yellow text road signs on wheels — the ones towed into place to mark a detour or other warning? Easily programmable by the creative passer-by. And, if you’re lucky, the password to the little hand-held text-entry console will be written on the inside of the control box in big black Sharpie letters. Zug’s Heyoka has some fun.

Music: Mission Of Burma :: Peking Spring

Pillow Bridge

Treated to an emergency room visit tonight, after Miles suffered a temporary lapse of reason and forgot that pillows don’t have the structural integrity of boards and decided to bridge the gap from couch to coffee table with one. This would not have been a problem except for the fact that he was being a bunny at the time, and everyone knows that bunnies hop with both feet forward. If he had placed just one hand on the bridge, as a fox or rhinocerous would have, he could have caught himself with the other hand when it gave way. But bunny basically dived headlong into the brink and smashed his sniffer on the edge of the table.

Three-year-old noses are still very soft, and the distortion was really scary. Fortunately it snapped back into shape pretty well after half an hour. The good folks at Children’s Hospital were fairly sure it’s broken, but also confident it’ll heal fine on its own, though he’ll have “raccoon eyes” for a few days as busted capillaries eep out into surrounding tissues.

All told, we were lucky this time, and he was a champ about it all. We’re considering it a practice run.

Music: Boredoms :: Your Name Is Limitless