Tilting at windmills for a better tomorrow.
Very scary first-hand report by an accountant on how he and his 7.5-month-pregnant wife got borked by the system while going through airport security: Coffee, Tea, or Should We Feel Your Pregnant Wife’s Breasts Before Throwing You in a Cell at the Airport and Then Lying About Why We Put You There?. It’s dire out there, and getting worse. Merry Christmas.
Came up with a fairly simple method to stick random quotes into Movable Type pages (requires PHP).
It is astonishing to see the effect television has on Miles. We’re not even sure whether he can focus on objects across the room, but if the TV is on, he’s glued to the set. He has no language comprehension and no idea what the forms on the screen are doing, but he is absolutely mesmerized by the dancing pixels and shapes. We can even be standing in the kitchen with him and see him craning his neck to see the TV in the living room. It’s the primordial modern babysitter. No matter what our ideas are about shielding him from TV’s influence, one glimpse is all it takes. Heroin for babies.
We don’t really worry about this rabid attraction to the tube. TV’s negative side is its trashy programming. But it’s not about content for infants – they just like the light forms, and at that level, it’s no worse than watching his mobile, which he can also watch for half an hour at a time. We also have a lot of fun setting him on my lap and running the iTunes visualizer full-screen – he’s equally mesmerized (Daddy’s a sucker for that game too ;)
In the past week or two Miles has learned to grasp intentionally, rather than randomly. He now holds his pacifier in his own mouth, and can hold a stuffed kitty to his chest. He grabs Amy’s hair, buttons on my shirt, etc. He was doing some of that earlier, but now it seems very intentional. “I want that.”
Yesterday he started making raspberries with his lips, buzzing and flapping through the drool. The cool thing is we can do it call and response. I’ll raspberry and he’ll raspberry back, and so on. Drool volume is way up – we think he may be in the early stages of teething.
Lucky neighborhood, I guess… at around 10:45 pm Friday night Amy and I heard a loud crashing and grinding sound, followed by an engine revving high. Came outside to find two pickup trucks on their sides across the street from us. In the GMC a man was struggling to get out. Me and two other bystanders helped him out of the passenger door (which was on top), I asked if he was OK (he was) and went inside to ask Amy to call 911. When I came back out, bystanders said he took off running toward Telegraph.
Oakland PD arrived in minutes and I gave a statement to an officer who did NOT believe the vehicle was stolen. Even for joyriding, he said it would be very rare to steal a rasty old pickup like that. Stolen joyride vehicles are almost always upscale. If the car was not stolen, the driver may be easier to track down.
The only way I can figure the two trucks ended up this way is if the GMC actually drove up the side of the Toyota at angle, pitching himself up and over as if rolling off a highway median.
So let’s see… there was the pickup that plowed into the side of the house farther down on 66th a couple-three years ago. The ramming of Cecilia and Mark’s car a bit ago. The similar incident outside of Sudi’s house a bit later. And now this.
Neighbors: If you must leave the house at night, wear helmet and pads. At this point, I think you have a better chance of being run over by a wilder than you do of being mugged.
And we’re going to raise our kid here? Right.
You’d think we would have had enough of Survivor after five seasons, but it’s a guilty pleasure. Once again, I come away from the season with two core observations:
1) Everyone (not virtually everyone, but everyone) looks better with a few days stubble, no makeup, a natural tan, their hair unkempt, a chilled out ‘tude, and no shoes on their feet than they do when they get back to the studio for the follow-up, when you see them in their hair-dos and Sunday-Go-To-Meetings.
2) Democracy is the ultimate leveling mechanism, shaving off both the weak at the bottom and the strong at the top. Trimming out the strong personalities, the good fighters, the smart puzzlers. The winner is always nice but not too nice, gentle but not too gentle, helpful but not too helpful, etc. The winner is, almost by definition, above average, not exceptional. Survivor is a microcosm of our own political system.
Web usability expert (I know he’s controversial) Jacob Nielsen has some good observations in a CNET piece on Flash usability:
Most mistakes are the results of designers and developers overestimating the average person’s familiarity with technology and trying to cram too much onto a Web page, Nielsen said.
“If we leave developers to their own devices, they create complexity,” he said. “It’s in their genes to love creating new features. You end up with software that’s mainly accessible to other geeks.”
Hmm… sound familiar?
In the past few weeks, Searchling has risen to the status of “most useful software on my computer.” Sits quietly in the menu bar. Responds while in any application to Cmd-Opt-/ hotkey with a small popup text field, cursor already positioned, ready to search Google, IMDB, VersionTracker, Dictionary, MacOSXHints, or pretty much any site (choosable with a picklist, configurable with a text editor). Search results sent to the preferred browser.
If there is such a thing as software Zen, this is it.
For reasons that are opaque to me, an inordinate number of people without basic grammar skills go into, of all things, sign-making as a profession. The result is the ubiquitous phenomenon of quotation marks used inappropriately for emphasis. I was on a Muni train today and saw a professionally printed sign reading:
“WARNING”
You are being videotaped.
In other words, the San Francisco surface rail system is not really warning you – just air-warning you. Pretending to warn you. Mock-warning you. “So-called” warning you. Got to joking with a MacWorld editor about this phenomenon and he turned me onto The Gallery Of “Misused” Quotation Marks, an archive of misused quotation marks in the wild. Hilarious.
Was also amused by the resemblance of this site’s name to my own Archive of Misheard Lyrics.
Reminder for anyone who signed up for Mac.com – you can have 100 free Kodak prints generated from your iPhoto collection if you jump on it before Dec. 31 – a $50 value. At the risk of sounding like an Apple shill, you should see Amy and I gathered around the digital hearth, poring over pictures of Miles in iPhoto, using all the fancy features like cardboard cutout consumers… almost saccharine. She’s even more hooked than I am. I come home daily to new rounds of Miles pix. You think I post a lot? You should see how many she takes! It’s kind of weird… she’s got such a long history in analog photography — an MFA in photography, years as a photo teacher… but she got so hooked on the PowerShot and iPhoto that she only shoots digital of Miles… has hardly pulled out the 35mm cameras since he was born. But we’ve had nothing to send to relatives, so we jumped on this tonight and selected out the best.
National Geographic has begun to place their amazing 114-year history of photographic images online in low-rez, watermarked format. I’ve always had a special connection to National Geographic — my parents subscribed throughout my childhood, and I took in much of the world beyond through its pages. This is the kind of database project I would love to have worked on.
I have a few problems with the site, such as the fact that they call the shopping cart the “Product Cart” (like the music biz, all the heart and soul of the artist is boiled down to simple “product”) and the server timeouts calculating totals. I like the concept of having a “lightbox” to store the images I’m interested in.
If you follow through to the shopping cart, you’ll find that you’re charged according to the kind of use you intend to make of the media. I told them I wanted to use an image for a Web editorial for up to five years and was asked to pony up $240.00. Which seems like a lot in the context of a web culture where everything is (seemingly) free, but is really not much when you consider the real and authentic art of the photographers and the integrity of the publication that makes it happen.
In any case, it’s great to see this archive become available.