June 2008 Archives
Recently I drove from Sunnyvale to Minnesota. I was hoping to get a hitchhiker to come with me. I tried Craigslist but that person decided riding the rails would be easier, faster and safer than riding with me. I picked this guy up near the border of Montana and N. Dakota and dropped him off in Fargo. It was nice to have someone to chat with. He explained to me how grain elevators are built. I tried to explain computers and the web and probably failed.
Looks like Obama is doing great with the kids who like stickers and hang out near bus stops. Googling for McCain stickers left me suitably underwhelmed. From a design point of view the Shepard Fairey sticker is pretty hard to beat.
I ran into this in the latest print copy of wired. I haven't seen it online yet, so I had to take a picture. I was shocked that they reported speeds of 170 MPH on the road between Mumbai and Pune India. The road is quite nice compared to other roads in India, but very windy. steep and mountainous. If that weren't enough by itself you sometimes overtake huge Tata trucks 2 & 3 abreast which meander around the road without regard for the lane markings going at roughly 20-40 KPH. Now my driver got our car up past 100 KPH at times, but I cannot imagine going 170 MPH on this road -- not without an ejection seat and a parachute.
- California might as well be a "developing country" if you judge it solely on the basis of it's roadside rest areas.
- If I wanted to eat at non-chain restaurants I should have not planned a freeway route. Chain restaurants clump around freeway exits like cholera victims clumps around pump handle.
- I need a navigator.
- I'm going to need a lot more coffee to complete this trip. I've had one cappuccino so far and it's not enough. I need a thermos.
If this is real I'm definitely going to buy a hat made of the grid stuff you see in microwaves! I'm betting this is a hoax, btw.
You know a company has you over a barrel when any tiny little change causes mass hysteria. A lot of people think the new icon stinks. I hate it, but I'm trying to let it grow on me. It's certainly better than the new logo that NetApp gave itself.
Google showed off some of the runner-up icons and asked for user submissions on their blog. Feel free to show off your own idea's for a better icon. I plan to create a script and just upload the old one repeatedly.
We recently had some ducks overnight with us. They were hatched at Matthew's school and will be released later this summer. It's was so cute watching these three ducks follow the children around the yard. I was relieved that we got them back without any unfortunate mishap!
I just paid too much money for a few sheets of paper with a cheap soft cover. You should buy one too so you can be cool like other bloggers. Bloggers are known for their ability to find a product and flog it like there is no tomorrow all while avoiding the uncomfortable truth that they are being paid on each and every sale and the item in question was given to them for free. It's the classic Judas kiss, where you trade your ethics for a bag of gadgets you don't need. It's all a part of their desire to be "citizen journalists" only instead of the traditional demarcation between news and commercial speech bloggers blend them seamlessly so you have no idea which is which any more.
"What all those years of CORBA taught me, BTW, is that RPC, for a number of reasons, is generally A Really Bad Idea." -- Steve Vinoski, RPC is BadI'm still not sure I want to learn Erlang.
I was sitting around thinking about what comic book heroes hadn't been made into movies. The one that jumped out at me was Wonder Woman. It turns out that there was something going on, but it appears to have gone off the rails somehow.
We aren't going to have a woman president as far as I can tell, can't we have a female super hero on the big screen?
Can you tell Linda Carter was one of my first "loves".
The provenance of the image can be found on boing^2
The movie was ok. Some parts were good old fashioned blockbuster summer fun. The ending left me feeling like somehow there had been a collision in the elevator between the Indiana Jones screenwriter and the X-Files screenwriter. When they bent down to retrieve the mess of papers on the floor they mixed up a few pages. No one noticed until the movie was complete.
To whom it may concern: You probably understand by now that building walls and installing sheet rock is not my day job. I really like working with my hands and find it very satisfying. I'm sorry if my hobbyist wanna-be a carpenter antics have caused you an un-due problems. ...











