Year: 2003
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This is a recording
Anil Dash’s vision of the personal panopticon strikes a chord with me. I care little for his fascination with capturing the audio of our lives, although I do think I need to get a few snippets of Benjamin’s funny comments now and again. But I find myself believing that events are not real, or easily…
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Too many parentheses
My writing is too full of on the one hand, on the other hand type comments. I re-read this post from last night and was overwhelmed by parenthetical statements. To cleanse the slate, I should really rewrite it. But, I won’t. That post should really have been a short essay, where I resolved the contradictions…
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Amen
“So a good fast Internet connection is not, after all, a cure-all for life’s problems. But it’s awfully nice to have.” from Tim Bray’s ongoing, at the conclusion of an essay about a weekend lost to regaining connectivity
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Sunday night syndrome
That feeling that you didn’t get enough done this weekend, and tomorrow you jump back into the fray, and all those little tasks you had in mind will wait until next weekend. Not so bad tonight, but I can rattle off several projects I’d like to bring to completion. But if you let this ‘syndrome’…
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I would bet he’s right…
Barry Parr brings together a few useful threads to say that site registration is a marketing error. I think he’s right in the long run, in that advertising against demographics rather than context seems both difficult to do (meaning, execute on) and less effective for the marketer. But I think he’s wrong in the short…
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More than just ‘the XML…
Tim Bray is, as he speculates, forever to be known as the XML guy. (There are worse things to be known for, and he is known.) Whatever kudos accumulate from well-formed markup, I’m finding that I’m more appreciative of his regular essays and posts in ongoing (his blog). His clarity on topics as important —…
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Not dance music, but fun
We just got back from seeing Guster at the Warfield. This is the third or fourth time we’ve seen them, and each time, it’s in a bigger venue. Good sign for them. We had seats in the balcony, and I was pleased to have a seat, honestly. Fun performance, as always, but not really music…
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Slow and steady doesn’t work…
I occasionally join some friends as a substitute player in a floor hockey league. The fast twitch muscles are not really up to snuff anymore (if they ever were). I like to start, and keep moving at a reasonable clip. Stopping and starting and stopping and starting and so on… not exactly what a 3…
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Where’s the data?
Bloomberg.com was redesigned recently. Someone on the online-news mailing list threw it out there today, asking for comment. I took a five minute look around, and was surprised to see such clean, colorful design. US markets were closed, of course, so maybe I’m not seeing the site at its busiest, but I expected more data…
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Don’t worry, be happy
It was ironic, but I threw that line out just now, and my wife has promised to wake me up and make me sing the Bobby McFerrin song with her if the lyrics are running through her head in the middle of the night. Too bad she’s pregnant, or I’d suggest a drink to help…