Month: March 2008
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Book: Deep Storm
I bought Deep Storm by Lincoln Child in the airport for the airplane, but never got to it until riding the bus to work last week. Took me maybe three bus rides to finish. Pure cotton candy: tastes OK while you’re eating it, but nothing there. It was my recovery book after Fisk.
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Upgrade to WordPress 2.3.3 complete
Boring, but happy it’s done.
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Prepping for the blog upgrade
About time I moved from version 2.0.3 of WordPress. Last post before I do so…
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The kind of news I wish The Atlantic was wrong about
Jim Fallows reminds us that The Atlantic’s efforts to be timeless rather than timely often result in scarily accurate predictions. I wish 2005’s Countdown to a Meltdown were less accurate. 🙁 Just one of the many points, written as a memo to the incoming president of 2016: For politicians every aspect of this cycle was…
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Sunday night links
Cleaning out the personal inbox, I find… Long profile of Marissa Meyer at Google, from San Francisco magazine, strays from the tech, deliberately. An interesting application for a tablet PC, where physics acts on 2D objects line-drawn with a “crayon.” A mapping application for Facebook, which I haven’t installed. Worry about how to back up…
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Book: The Great War for Civilisation
The name Robert Fisk was new to me when my friend Chris dropped this weighty-in-every-sense book on me many weeks ago. A reporter for the UK newspaper The Independent for several decades, Fisk has his own unofficial website. This is an advocacy site, though not affiliated with Fisk himself. Why does a reporter who lives…
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Book: The Golden Compass
One reason I keep this journal, however infrequently, is to avoid re-reading. However, sometimes the act is deliberate. The boy poured through the three volumes of Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials, and returns to them often. So, to keep up, I re-read The Golden Compass. Now when quizzed about my favorite parts or characters, I’ll…
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Movie: In Bruges
The dark comedy In Bruges brightened my mood a few weeks ago. Previews highlighted comedy and Colin Farrell as a foul-mouthed lout of a gunman. Both are true, but the comedy is balanced with a sad strain that was unexpected. The balance helped the story. Regarding the language: I was more bothered by the moments…