Treats for the Attentive Pedestrian or Insect
The little people of Slinkachu and the chewing gum art of Ben Wilson. (via MeFi)
The little people of Slinkachu and the chewing gum art of Ben Wilson. (via MeFi)
Tiptoes, a 2003 drama(!) in which Gary Oldman plays Matthew McConaughey’s midget twin brother. Watch the trailer. (Also note that this junk went to Sundance.)
“an archaic system called ‘renting’.” Genius. I’ve felt like this in HMV, too.
that’s certainly good news. My experience with reading some Whedon X-Men comics is that his voice isn’t as pronounced in them as it is in, you know, Buffy and Firefly. But, still.
the sad part of when a company starts ‘monetizing’ is that all the minds that had been working on making a thing great for users suddenly turn around and start thinking about how to make it less great for users.
but the 13″ doesn’t get the i5, it’s still stuck with lousy Core 2 Duos. Pity the little ShrimpBook.
And our universe may sit in another universe’s black hole, equations predict.
the AF100, not yet available (“end of 2010”), but a significant step. Better bit rate than the GH1 etc., pro audio in, time code, two SD card slots. Aimed at prosumers I guess. I’m very curious about pricing.
the secret history in little details. In this case, George Bush’s raincoat.
As bad now as it was in the twenties. Canada’s not much better.
Wonder when the hardware announcements are going to happen
Twitter buys Tweetie.
One of them is a Korean War memorial. I’m not even sure which reality I’m in right now.
“If we imagine “regular time” as a horizontal line running between “past” in one direction and “future” in the other, then imaginary time would run perpendicular to this line”
When you are meditating1 you begin to see yourself as another model. At first, you are attempting to calm your mind by concentrating on breathing, mantras, etc., depending on the school of thought. You want to retreat from the stream of thoughts that your mind produces. You let it go by, but you do not jump in.
As it goes by you get to know yourself better. If there are things on your mind, they cannot hide now. You’d be surprised at how obvious this can make some of your problems that somehow elude you if your mind stays in the flow of thoughts, without the vantage point of being on the shore, seeing things from a distance.
I tried to sit recently when a dispute with a neighbour had made me fuming mad. The exercise I use to get started and which I normally breeze through – counting breaths – was well-nigh impossible as my mind kept on drafting furious rejoinders to all these perceived slights.
The solution was to see myself as a character, as a model, so I could notice, “boy this thing really has him ticked off.” As long as your problems are not imminently life-threatening, this should be possible. It’s curious, observing yourself in that way. From the shore, the problems that seemed to engulf you become small and almost sad. Not sea monsters, giant whales, maelstroms, but frogs, goldfish, and eddies.
The epistemological questions come pouring down, now, like who is this waterlogged stream-creature that we normally inhabit, this model; and more importantly, who is this being on the shore?
1 I have been doing this for over a year but have not found a way to write about it. The world does not need another introductory guide to meditation written by someone who barely understands it; the books by masters exist and are surely enough. The word itself is one of those problem-words, like art, whose bad associations threaten to overwhelm the good ones (so I may just call it “sitting” from now on). And finally, it’s questionable whether writing about meditation is of any use at all, especially in the Zen context (another problem-word, Zen) where getting beyond the traps of language is one of the goals. Those are the hurdles, but the practise has become so important to me that it seems completely askew and rather cowardly that this site has more about gadgets than it does about sitting and thinking (not that I’m gonna go all Cat Stevens on you). So I’ll try and approach it like I did today, when a thought has come up that seems useful, I will record / share it. Sharecord.
bad tumblelogs are not the fault of tumblr. Or: semi-literates do not produce good blogs. (One thing I hate about tumblr: the meaningless padding of “tublrUsr1991 liked this” x40 at the bottom of everything.)
This was touted as, and as far as I can tell received as, a turning point in the season, something that would “change the conversation”. I’m not entirely sure the conversation has changed, but it certainly has been nudged in a certain direction. What we learned:
I’m not sure it’s much more than that. Not saying that’s a bad thing. We can certainly get a feel for where things are going, and have more of a sense of the relationship of these two worlds, and most crucially have more of a reason to give a shit about what we’re seeing in the sideways stories.
One thing my local nerd squad discussed after this season’s premiere was the idea that the sideways world is not necessarily the result of the bomb going off in 1977. That it was displayed right after that event does not prove anything, and indeed seems likely to be classic Lost misdirection. I postulated that it was in fact the result of Jacob’s murder, which also happened around the same point in the story. I believe it was P. who first suggested it might be the result of something that hadn’t happened yet.
This theory started seeming more likely as the Man in Black went around making deals with people. The things he promised (Sayid would see Nadia again, Sawyer would get off the island) were things that were true in the sideways world. So perhaps when he said he would leave the island and bring people with him, he meant they would all enter the sideways world, or make it reality. (Then again, perhaps he was just tellin’ sweet little lies.)
The above theory still holds water after last night’s episode, which is more than we can say about a lot of theories, isn’t it. So in the event that Smokey gets “off the island”, Widmore needs Desmond to make shit happen in the sideways world, which has become the only world. Indeed, the sideways scene where Desmond says he wants the flight manifest probably occurs after an unseen scene in which he discusses his mission with Widmore.
Something I absolutely loved about the episode was the number of references to past episodes, echoes of past plots, lines with double meanings. Desmond’s carrying of consciousness between different states recall his ability to do so through time in “Flashes Before Your Eyes” and “The Constant”. The sailboat and the painting of the scale in Widmore’s office. The shitty Australian bar called “Jax.” That Desmond actually saves Charlie from drowning, probably at the marina where Ben shot him (and “Penny’s boat” was lodged), the stadium in which he meets Penny, and Eloise Widmore’s near-extrafictional direction of what Des is “supposed” to do.
The Eloise thing has really stuck with me. Obviously she and Widmore know a lot more than you, me and Desmond. In “Flashes Before Your Eyes” (an episode I heartily recommend reviewing), she knows a sequence of future events, Des’ life, and she dissuades him from pursuing Penny, pushing him on the path toward the island. In the sideways world, she again tries to scare him away from Penny, but more as a means of keeping him from knowledge of the island. The whole thing has the feel of a Faustian bargain, where Des gets money, power and respect but loses his soul / the love of his life / knowledge of the real world. But how is it that sideways Eloise has this knowledge, but not sideways Widmore? Or is that really the case?
Shit that sounds pretty confusing. Such is Lost, I guess.
One last thing, from the previous episode, “The Package” and the one before it, “Eternal Abs” (or something like that). I was reminded of how Lost’s attention to linguistic detail is refreshing in US film & TV: the Korean scenes play out in Korean, and Richard’s origin story is in Spanish. In fact he does a great Spanish accent for his English-speaking flashback parts. So the question is, why do Jacob and the Man in Black speak American English? In most shows you’d say well of course Jesus speaks American English, this is an American film. But in this case it makes you wonder, especially when time travel is a fact of Lost life. Do they come from the present day US, and got whisked back in time somehow? Somewhen?
Who the fuck knows. Again, such is Lost, god bless it.
reads like an April Fools joke, but who knows. Claims producers of the Backyardigans and Robot Chicken are involved. Now where’s the live action series gotten to?
add this to the still-slender canon of console games that allow player game design. Sounds fun, but sharing is limited.
saw the pilot and it was dope. Modern-day western action with hints that the show may not steer away from asking questions, like the relationship of justice to anger
botnet contains “almost every e-mail sent to or from the Dalai Lama’s offices in 2009”, amongst many other things
sounds like the new Dr Who is a success over in the UK
Essentially, this is what happened: ever since I bought that netbook I never took my MacBook Pro off the desk. I was using it as a desktop, but a shitty one. All the video I shoot on my GH1 has to be transcoded, which is a processor-intensive task, and the MBP was crashing a lot. Presumably it was overheating. Also, it wasn’t very fast (it’s three years old now).
This new bastard has four cores and a 27” screen. The screen is irresistible. It’s amazing for editing, but pretty much any task benefits as you can have all the windows you need open and on screen at once instead of flipping around between them like Flippy McFlips. This screen makes 1080p look like bullshit kid stuff. And the extra power is certainly welcome. I thought something was wrong with Compressor, but apparently it was just my slow ass computer. This thing eats AVCHD transcoding for breakfast, sighing with boredom. It’s apparently faster than the low end Mac Pro right now, which is $800 more and doesn’t include a display. Let alone a monster 27 incher, the sort that will never ever appear on a laptop.
I used to buy as fast a laptop as I could afford. I was buying computers that promised both power and portability. In truth, they delivered neither. The landscape has changed, and now you can get both – in separate devices, without having to be one of Europe’s wealthiest princes or anything. With netbooks, smartphones, and now tablets like the iPad, we have much greater portability than ever before, at much lower prices. These are not powerful machines, of course, compared to proper computers. However, when you need real power, you can turn to your desktop monster.
I wonder if the laptop’s days are numbered.