Showing posts with label the world wide web. Show all posts
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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Simple Pleasures




Often my job allows me to run around and do cool things but sometimes I have to hunker down, roll up my sleeves, and bury myself in administrative and financial paperwork. It doesn't sound fun but there are things about it that I find immensely pleasing. For example, I particularly enjoy the act of stamping the word "COPY" on my own file copies of financial reports. I know how sad that sounds. I made a point of not smiling too wide while I did some stamping recently because I feared my intern would notice and think I was a real nut job. (She probably thinks that anyway.) The thing is, I grew up with some similar rubber stamps and the act of using them is as nostalgic for me as I imagine making fluffernutter sandwiches is for some folks. As a kid, I used to pull stamps out of my parents' desk drawer and use them to officialize my own "paper work" and "business" with words like "TAXES" and "FAXED." I'm sure my parents really appreciated all the rubber stamp art I left on top of their bills and other properly important business.

Paperwork, like typewriters, dot matrix printers, rotary phones, AOL, and pencils, is something we'll probably have trouble explaining to our children. Maybe we won't even bother trying. I'm all for new technology, but when paperwork and pencils truly disappear, I will miss the tactile satisfaction of actually doing things with my hands while I'm at a desk. God, I hope I'll at least still get to have desk.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Raspberries, Rye Rye and Iced COFFEEEEE


Team Robeson Floor 2 Circa 2010 reunited this weekend to raspberry pick at Smolak Farms. Luckily for us, other people either didn’t find or didn’t know what to do with the white raspberries. Holy crap, they’re delicious. It was totally worth the traffic, sunburn and $14 I endured to get three quarts of them. The super ripe ones taste like peaches and a lot of them were huge. We also went to Salisbury Beach and enjoyed some spectacular people and seagull - watching.

There is a tie for music of the week: Beyonce’s new album 4 has some winners on it and Rye Rye has released a mix tape, for free, which includes her bitchin’ cover of “Party in the USA.” There is some awesome dancing in the video below.

Even though I think driving is the devil, I must say that I love babysitting my little brother’s Cadillac. Even if it earns me $40 parking tickets, something my bike would never do, I love it because it affords me ample time to explore Boston’s radio offerings and sing at the top of my lungs. While rocking to some 90s classics on Saturday morning, it occurred to me that one great thing about 90s rock songs is the abundant use of the long, drawn out, or oft repeated “yeah.” When songwriters ran out lyrics, they’d throw in some dramatic “yeahs.” In some instances, this bridge of sorts is the best part of the song. It’s like negative space in art. When used well, it can make a masterpiece. Please correct me if I’m wrong, but I find the “yeah” is notoriously absent in the repertoire of today’s indie hipster post-post-80s revival songwriters. Today’s music is like the opposite of negative space. Sometimes, maybe more so in pop music, it sounds like folks are trying to use all the crayons in the box and cover every inch of white space. I really hope the next wave of music involves a “yeah”-revival: a tribute to Counting Crows, Red Hot Chili Peppers and other masters of “yeah.”

While we’re on the topic of 90s rock, I should mention that I was sad to learn this weekend that Alanis Morissette was not saying “It’s not fair to deny me of the cross-eyed bear that you gave to me.” Oh man. Lyrics. What tricky little things they are sometimes.

Iced coffee. I'm addicted. I’ve been averaging 1.5 cups a day and Lordy, I’ve been paying for it. I normally try not to pay for coffee and I've decided I can’t let myself do it any longer. I’m in such denial that I’ve been rotating between three coffee shops to make it seem like I’m not a regular at any of them. Who does that? This girl. So, to remedy the situation, I’m trying the Pioneer Woman’s recipe for make it yourself iced coffee. She uses CafĂ© Bustelo, recently selling at 2 cans for $5.00 at Stop N Shop, so I am hopeful that I can fulfill my need to suck cold caffeine through a straw without needlessly sucking my bank account dry. I’ll let you know how it tastes/goes.

Here is Rye Rye's "Party in the USA" for your listening and viewing pleasure.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Need to instantly brighten your day?

My girl Kaz introduced me to Zooborns, a website featuring newborn animals in zoos around the world. Admittedly, zoos always make me a little sad, but the baby animals are wicked cute. Two words: baby otters.

I also really loved this video of a baby hippo playing with its mother underwater.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Happy America Day

This is what my little brother left on my Facebook wall yesterday:

"
I hope you spend today being a true AMURRICAN, eat bacon, burn coal, drive that big V8 caddy around for no reason at all while shotgunning PBR, throwing lit fireworks out the window and jamming to Lynard Skynard's Freebird at full volume, all the while reminding liberals and immagrants that Freedom isn't Free. love you.
"

That's ma broseph. Lance Corporal Dean Janka.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

How Do You Spell the Name of Libya's Leader?

I've been asking myself this question a lot since the start of recent risings in Libya. I've grown up thinking the crazyman's name was "Muammar Qaddafi" and got confused when I first saw "Gaddafi." Had I been wrong this whole time?

According to the Washington Post, I'm not the only one who was confused. ABC News put together a list of the 112 different spellings of the leader's name. Arabic transliteration is a difficult thing but I would think journalists would choose one source, say the AP or CIA World Factbook, and just go with it. Not so easy. According to the ABC piece, "the Library of Congress lists 72 alternate spellings, and the New York Times, Associated Press and Xinhua news sources used 40 additional spellings between 1998 and 2008."

This is worse than the crisis over how to pronounce "Ahmadinejad."

I've also noticed that this guy rivals Michael Jackson in the number of unfortunate portraits that exist of him on the internet.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Waiting for Mubarak

According to AlJazeera, the revolution is here! I've already been waiting for Mubarak to speak for 35 minutes. Is this yet another false start? The suspense is unbearable.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Friday, October 15, 2010

Learning: It's what's for dinner


This week I learned that the internet is far from carbon neutral. The energy necessary to maintain ever growing servers might as well be the mountain top removal of the future, another problem that could go largely unnoticed and unchecked for decades. Ugh.

I'm still on this big entrepreneurship kick and I wonder if someone can create a creative business to alleviate the issue. I've started to think of social entrepreneurship as the answer to all social problems, especially in this time of high-unemployment. For example, what if, instead of fighting with coal companies in West Virginia about the value of environment vs. jobs, we just gave local communities the tools they need to create their own companies and economies? Surely there must be some alternative to the coal economy.

Seeing people speak at Harvard has been neat, although I do it so often now I didn't go to the Obama rally today because I didn't feel like seeing another person talk at me. But - back to the positive - I am learning a lot of new things.


At a recent talk called "Understanding the Yemeni State," I learned that part of the reason the U.S. and Yemen butt heads is that Yemen is unwilling to give up its unusual security arrangement. The official army is only about 60,000 troops and the government relies heavily on tribal reserve units for big conflicts and to keep tabs on the country's hard-to-patrol areas. Additionally, poetry is a huge part of the political process in Yemen and there is a long tradition of using words rather than coercive force to influence actors. Throughout Yemen's history, leaders who were not especially eloquent would hire poets to help push new policies forward.

Thursday, I went to a seminar about the floods in Pakistan, said to be one of the most devastating natural disasters of this decade. Even though not that many people died, the flood wiped out much of the livestock in the poorest region of the country, where people typically don't have titles to their land and assets are held in livestock. It's been estimated that it will take $30 billion to replace what's been destroyed. Only a few billion has been pledged by the international community so far so basically, the situation is really bad.

Rescue efforts in Pakistan have been hindered by poor record keeping and a lack of access to real time data. A lot of villages affected by flooding just simply aren't on the map and neither are the nearest hospitals. Luckily, there is a small group of civilian computer engineers working on the problem. More about that here.

Much of the discussion at the seminar addressed challenges to emergency preparedness and response. Harvard Kennedy School's Dutch Leonard discussed issues with the current trend in actions by the international community: underinvestment in prevention, overinvestment in recovery and the tendency of Western countries to abandon people mid-recovery. I was shocked to hear him say that, while the earthquake in Haiti happened almost a year ago, not a single US dollar has made it to Haiti yet. What!?! Apparently, if we help countries decentralize both emergency preparedness and response efforts, we can expect better results in the future. Bangladesh has done a good job in this category as a poor country that has managed to address natural disaster preparedness, in their case for cyclones. So, that was all kind of neat to learn.

Wednesday, we had our second ever Article Club meeting, co-hosted by Wyatt and Kaz. The article was about friendship and we ended up talking a lot about how Facebook impacts friendship and how strong friendships, or lack there of, influence the divorce rate in America. I enjoyed our discussion, but I'm hoping the next article has nothing to do with the internet. I still like to think it does not completely rule my life. We had around 15 people in attendance, lots of chili and lots of chocolate chip cookies. Drew, an Article Club member and recent Portland, OR transplant, has a great little blog of daily poems that incorporate the top Google hits of the day.

GOOD magazine has an interesting blog post about the word "like", and how it is not an "Americanism inflicted on us by the Valley Girls of the eighties" but rather an older habit used by English-speakers all over the world. Les Janka, an avid anti-"like" advocate, will be disappointed to hear that.

It's starting to get chilly again in Boston and already I am fearing the worst. I'm remembering what it's like to feel the draft blow through my living room as I, wrapped in all the clothes I own, hold my nose to keep it warm while trying to read a book. I thanked God every time I walked outside this week and discovered that, although my house was freezing, I did not in fact need to be wearing long underwear. Cory Branan recently tweeted that he was starting a petition to move New York to the South. Can I do the same thing with Boston? I think Boston in North Carolina would be ideal.

If anyone has any tips for baiting mouse traps, please hook a sista up. More than a year into our epic battle against the rodents, they've gotten too smart for us and stopped going in the traps. I recently resorted to buying poison but they appear to be too smart for that too. Little bastards.

Monday, September 21, 2009

The Spree, Jay-Z and Internet Freedom


1. Death of Auto-Tune

Jay-Z's new Blueprint 3 is rocking my world. My world, and that of most Americans I'm sure. Along with friends like Rihanna, Kanye, Drake and Kid Cudi, Z hates on auto-tune, a method of real-time pitch correction in audio recording, and reminds everyone that he is the Frank Sinatra of hip hop, in case we've forgotten in the 2 years since American Gangster came out and Jay-Z announced his retiremnt.

I find it very interesting that Kanye is on the record, given that his last album 808s and Heartbreak included no rapping and all singing, exclusively through an auto-tune device. Apparently T-Pain helped him out with that decision. I thought it sucked but it still went platiunum and debuted at number one on Billboard. Whatevs America. You love on your auto-tune. I'm with Jay-Z on this one.

In "Death of Auto-Tune", Jay Z says straight up, "Y'all niggas singing too much. Get back to rap, you T-Painin' too much." Ooooh shit Kanye! And you were cool with that?

You can stream Blueprint 3 here and imagine you're in the club with Shorty while you process income or move shit around in Excel spreadsheets.

2. Man Hunt '09 Gets a Rocky Start

My late summer dude hiatus has morphed into Man Hunt 2009 with rockin' roommate Veronica as my partner in crime. We launched the operation last Thursday at a Southern Comfort sponsored *free* Polyphonic Spree show at Paradise. I've been listening to the Spree half-heartedly since high school but I really understand now that listening to them is just dumb. You have to see them. Watching 22 people play and sing Nirvana's "Lithium" fulfilled my awesome-show-moment-quota for at least a coule months, even if they didn't have confetti cannons, a prop the Dallas-based band has been known to bust out in particularly jubilant singalongs. Maybe it didn't fit with the SoCo image. We managed to get up front and center for the "Have a Day", "Soldier Girl" encore, and lip synching the words with the fabulous faux-hawked gay man in front of me really put the icing on the cake. Still, while V-Ron ran into a couple dudes she knew, no real potential mates were identified.

The next night we were a little more agro. We busted out some dresses and trekked to Davis Square for the Macrotones and Love in Stockholm at Johnny D's. The Macrotones were great. A ten piece Afrofunk band, they've got great presence. Budos is one of their biggest influences so naturally I loved them. Allston-based headliner Love in Stockholm really surprised me. I hadn't been that impressed with their songs on My Space but they really tear it up on stage, in suits, ties and fedoras, no less. If you can imagine a grittier Adam Levine (lead singer of Maroon 5), with tight pants, no ass, a skinny tie, fedora and lots of jumping up and down, you'll have Love in Stockholm front man Charlie Rockwell.

3. Net Neutrality
If you're like me and you aren't really confident enough in your understanding of net neutrality to blab about it at a cocktail party, watch this helpful video. Thank you Melanie for bringing that to my attention with this e-mail note, "Did you hear about the FCC and Net Neutrality!?!? Fuck yea. Open Access to Information on the net prevails, bitches!"

And I'll leave you with this wheat pasting from Jamaica Plain:

Thursday, August 27, 2009

La Blagoteque

It turns out the French are good for something other than food and wine, namely www.blogotheque.net

Given my poor French reading comprehension I can't tell you all that much about the site, who funds it, etc. What I can tell you is they have made several sets of sweet music videos with really good bands. Some are on the streets of Paris, others are on a boat and some are in a van driving around the lower east side in Manhattan. They are all done in one shot and with pretty good sound quality. My favorite is Beirut doing "Nantes" on the streets of Paris but there are several gems and others that are just neat, e.g. Arcade Fire doing "Neon Bible" in an elevator and Vampire Weekend singing two songs in Paris. I also really like the Wombats singing "Let's Dance to Joy Division" while driving a small motor boat with ridiculous sunglasses on.

I also want to share this awesome flash dance from the Aussie Powershift. Thanks Dan! It starts slow so wait a minute before you dismiss it. It's pretty freakin' rad.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Immortality on the Internet: What happens to your social networking accounts when you die?

A few years ago my old friend Michael Greenway passed away in a terrible car accident. I am reminded of him every time I hear Sublime's "Santeria" because Mike called me once in the fourth grade to tell me it was on the radio and we sang the lyrics back and forth to each other. But, even if I didn't have the music, I am often reminded of Mike because he still pops up under Friends on my Facebook page. His profile is exactly how he left it. It still says he's a Carnegie Mellon student, it still has the somewhat angsty picture of him in only an A-shirt with a shaved head, and people still write on his wall, wishing him happy birthday and stating how much they miss him.

A recent visit to Mike's page led me to ponder the vast and growing virtual graveyard of social networking accounts that will never again be updated. What happens to your accounts when you pass? Should your family be granted access to your accounts, if only to make sure people don't leave inflammatory comments about you floating in cyberspace? Should you leave usernames and passwords in your will? Ensuring that someone can un-tag any unflattering photos of you posted posthumously? And, will the World Wide Web get crowded over the years as it accrues more and more dead people's blogs, facebook pages and twitter babble until it grows cumbersome and excrutiating, like the Beltway during rush hour?

Thinking about this has got me considering my social networking legacy. No photo or comment can be taken lightly. Call me vain, but I don't, for example, want to pass unexpectedly with a photo of me humping a fiberglass dolphin as my profile picture. Similarly, I don't wish to be caught cringing in the afterlife because my final tweet read, "Woke up bloated and hungover. Think I'll catch the Project Runway marathon and order lo mein...or maybe pork fried rice."

Tweet, post, friend and share with caution people because you never know when your plug will get pulled.