Matthew Rasmussen's journal of journals on various topics of interest, published here, there or somewhere since 1999.
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File Under: /art/sundays
By virtue of their printed size, long-form (Sunday) comics have a history of being difficult to translate into book form. Newspaper widths vary between about 11"x17" (tabloid) and 18"x24" (broadsheet), while trade paperbacks much above 8.5"x11" (letter) become expensive to print and hard to move through retail channels. In order to allow reprinting in smaller formats and in different shapes, the modern comics page is dominated by comics with simple art and a large number of small panels. Meanwhile, dedicated comic books, which can be reprinted at the same scale and dimensions in trade paperback, have grown ever more complex and detailed. Sunday comics with ongoing storylines have disappeared, while comic book storylines grow ever richer.
Lets find a different Sunday strip format that's easier to reprint in book form.
We assume that each artist should get the same amount of space in each edition, and that the artwork should be reproduced at roughly the same size in newspaper and book form.
The simplest method would be to print four standard comic book pages on each page of newsprint (fig. 1), for a total of 16 comics per sheet (bifold: cover, inside left, inside right, back). Reprinting is a question of slicing each full-size page into four book pages.
Fine. Boring. The newspaper sheet looks like a set of unrelated items stuck next to each other.
We could also do three landscape-oriented pages per sheet. (fig. 2) This would give the artist more space to work with. Reprinting would require a landscape-oriented trade paperback though, which is harder to shelve. It's also just as boring.
If we're reinventing the Sunday comics page, let's come up with something more interesting.
We'll start by dividing the page into blocks. Each page of the trade paperback gets six blocks (2x3), each page of the newspaper, eighteen (3x6). (fig. 3) The blocks need not be square, but they can't be rotated between newsprint and trade, and need to maintain a consistent aspect ratio.
We now combine the blocks into shapes. These shapes become the working space each artist is given. Since the shapes won't be divided up further in reprinting, the artist has freedom to use the space in any way desired -- panels of all shapes and sizes, or no individual panels at all. A 2x3 block trade paperback page can be divided into fifteen pairs of contiguous shapes. (fig. 4)
Shapes that result in an ambiguous visual flow (spots with no clear left-to-right/top-to-bottom progression) have to be discarded. This leaves us with eight shape combinations. (fig. 5)
Our goal is to give each artist the same amount of space per issue. With twelve artists per sheet of newsprint, each artist gets two sets of blocks to work with, totaling six blocks.
The eight shape sets break down into three basic categories:
When we take the eight basic shape pairs and start trying to fit them into the 3x6 grid of the newspaper page, we begin to notice things. (fig. 6) It's almost always possible to randomly choose one of each category and fit them together in a nice jumble, without any two shapes being fitted together in the same manner they would be in the 2x3 trade paperback. Shape pairs 3 and 4 tend to cause the exceptions, especially with 7s and 8s, often being either impossible to fit into the grid, or only working in their original positions. Neighbors in general don't tend to work well (2/3/4, 3/4/5, 6/7/8, etc.). A great variety of interesting layouts are allowed.
As long as each artist is given two locations in each issue with a total of six blocks between them, each newsprint issue can be reprinted in book form without any alteration to or significant scaling of the original artwork. An attractively jumbled layout is produced, both for the Sunday newsprint edition and in book form.
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File Under: /art
By Christina Rossetti
She sat and sang alway
By the green margin of a stream,
Watching the fishes leap and play
Beneath the glad sunbeam.
I sat and wept alway
Beneath the moon's most shadowy beam,
Watching the blossoms of the May
Weep leaves into the stream.
I wept for memory;
She sang for hope that is so fair:
My tears were swallowed by the sea;
Her songs died on the air.
From Goblin Market, and Other Poems, 1862. Project Gutenberg text here.
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File Under: /web/caption
This is part 2 of a roundtable captioning project between myself and contributors KKDW and TheDiva. Part 1, captioned by KKDW, can be found on the YouTube Captioning blog. TheDiva's part 3 will appear there as well. Many more captioned YouTube videos -- including our first completed feature film, courtesy of TheDiva -- may be found at YouTubeCapper.Blogspot.com. Create your own here.

| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |
| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |
| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |
| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |


| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |
| Lamarckism | Miasma Theory | Telegony | Vital Essence Theory | Emission Theory of Vision |
| Aristotelian Gravity | Aether | Plum Pudding Model | Rutherford Model | Geocentrism |
| Newtonian Gravity | Steady State Theory | FREE God SPACE |
Flat Earth Theory | Hollow Earth |
| Catastrophism | Expanding Earth Theory | Creationism | Land Bridge Theory | Freudian Dream Symbolism |
| Humours Theory of Disease | Homeopathy | Phrenology | Alchemy | Psi |
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>Hilarious.
File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Filled the gaps in the roof with expanding foam. Still a few leaks, but mostly sound.
Built a doorframe. Hardware from various junk drawers in the shop.
Door scrounged from the old cottage on the island, along with the two side windows.
Didn't do the door the correct way with shims. Nailed and screwed small lengths of scrap around edges of doorframe to straighten it.
Considered getting help to move the picture window into place, but found a way to do it alone. Tacked a pair of strips to the outside of the shack, to prevent it from tipping outward.
Not quite enough space to get the window into place. Had to shave the gap down.
Rocked the window into position by stepping it up on levels. Clamped it to frame and pinned it from sides with screws.
Tacked a strip under where I wanted the side windows, after a few false starts. Put the weight of the windows on the strips, and used clamps to keep them from tipping. Measured, screwed the hinges in, and then removed the strips.
Tacked foam tape around the frames of the side windows. Used hardware from one of the old boats at the top and bottom of either as latches. Walls in progress.
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File Under: /culture
1. Climb with passion.
2. No guts, no glory.
3. Expect dead ends.
4. Never turn your back on your partner.
5. Never look where you don't want to go.
6. There's always room on the rope for a person with honor.
Jim Huebner, as quoted in Roy H. Williams' Secret Formulas of the Wizard of Ads.
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File Under: /web
Being dumped unceremoniously here, so that I may move on to more pressing matters.
The Idea:
Why a "Kart" game:
Why O3D:
Problems With O3D:
Art Style Ideas:
Track Ideas:
Kart Ideas:
"Slots" Explained:
Drivers:
Sample Drivers:
Sample Items:
Game Logic:
Physics Engine:
Sending Content Down the Tubes:
Why It's a Bad Idea:
There.
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File Under: /sketchbook
Nothing special. Just like it says on the tin:
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File Under: /healthcare
Canada's CBC News reports on a Quebec woman with severe depression, Nathalie Blanchard, being denied sick-leave benefits after her insurer, Manulife, found pictures of her on Facebook smiling and engaging in social activities.
I've been going to Depression/Bipolar Support Alliance (DBSA) meetings for over a year now, in Los Angeles and Maine. (Think of a support group, then subtract the woo, jargon, god and other b.s.) I have my own experiences with depression, and I know people who've had it far worse.
According to the article, Blanchard is diagnosed with major depression. A running joke in DBSA groups is that you can tell the new people with depression from those with bipolar because they crack the most jokes. Without the high and low cycles of bipolar, one tends to grasp at any moment of levity that can be attained or generated. There's a common misconception that depression is a flat, constant low mood. This is rare. Typically one varies between extreme lows and more functional periods, with stops everywhere in between. One also gets very good at faking it for short periods of time.
Meds aren't a magic bullet either, more a set of blunt tools whose effects on any given person will be highly variable. Beginning treatment often means a period of medication roulette, where the prescriber and patient work to balance efficacy, side-effects and (in the U.S. at least) costs. In the long term, lifestyle adjustments, especially increased social involvement, are essential.
The bottom line is, if Blanchard wants to return to the working world, she's been doing exactly what she should be.
Manulife Insurance, on the other hand, took a very small risk, which makes perfect market sense. The chances of Blanchard fighting back the way she has were slim, and the financial savings for the company miniscule but real. Faced with the loss of their emergency income, many people with major depression would have retreated further into their shells. Some might have attempted suicide.
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File Under: /sketchbook/panos
Rockland, ME.
Stitched together in Hugin from 33 camera phone pictures. Miller cylindrical projection.
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Decided to sawtooth the rafters and use overlaid planks for roofing.
Recut the tops of the rafters with a jigsaw.
Put in a temporary floor to work on. Left a gap for the door frame. Had to cover the gap when the chipmunks started getting under the floor.
Tried to pound the ridge into place with a rubber mallet. Found that I'd placed one of the rafters wrong, and had to unscrew and move it. Height of the westernmost rafter about half an inch too short. Not going to worry about it.
Hard to tell from the picture, but the first snow of the season came, and I don't have the roof on. Will need to hurry it up.
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Scrounged some old planks for the roof. Condition was poorer than I expected. Cut boards to size. Filled gouges, nail holes and cracks with wood filler.
Duct-taped vinyl gloves to my sleeves and painted roof planks with Coppercoat wood preservative. Smell didn't dissipate for weeks.
Hammered all but the topmost planks into place on a stepladder. Height difference of the westernmost rafter causing problems. Should be able to solve it later with trim.
Cross-braced the rafters to make sure the roof would support my weight. Strapped an extension ladder to the frame of the shack to get access to the roof -- wanted the frame to be holding my weight, not the ground at the base of the ladder.
Nailed final sections of roofing in.
Offered to haul off some aluminum rain gutters my friends had been meaning to take to the dump. Hacksawed and hammered a roof peak out of one. Pounded nail holes in the workshop. Covered nail holes on the underside with Gorilla Tape as an additional water stop. Nailed roof peak into place.
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>This is incredible. And really coming along. I never figured you for the hardware/construction type. I know I'm certainly not.
File Under: /culture
You go up to Appleton; you get your hair cut. You see a "No on 1" sign down on the verge. You park, you put it back up next to the "Yes on 1" sign. The grass was just mowed. You figure maybe they both got knocked over by the mower and the Yes people are just more vigilant about getting their signs back up.
You drive back to 131. You see another "No on 1" sign down at the intersection. You park, you fix it. You figure, hey, we had some rain and wind, maybe they both went down and the Yes people are just more vigilant about getting their signs back up.
You learn better as you pass the sign at the intersection of route 17, which has been spray painted. Not just marked, either: Someone had a stencil. Looks like they bugged out halfway through though; it's just a big yellow overspray mess unless you look closely.
On the common -- in your hometown -- you find a "No on 1" sign down. The stakes have been pulled out of the ground. One's been stolen. You come back with a hammer. You put the sign back up next to the "Yes on 1" sign. You'd be happy to do this for the Yes signs as well, but none of them have been vandalized.
You go down to the town office, and register to vote. This is your town too.
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File Under: /culture
What's to prevent individual teachers from discussing homosexual issues now?
I get it. You don't like gay people. You don't know any gay people. It's not that big a deal, in real life.
The fact remains that if I like a girl I have the right to marry her, without any "seperate but equal" rejiggering. How could I, as a decent person, deny that right to someone else?
(Question 1 is a Maine ballot initiative to outlaw gay marriage.)
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Walls went up today.
Clamped a strip of wood to a floor joist. Lifted the west wall into place, levelled it, and clamped it to the strip. Screwed the wall into the floor frame.
Lifted the north wall into place. Secured it to the west wall and floor. Removed strip and clamps from the west wall.
Repeat for the south wall.
Managed not to fall down the banking hauling the east wall into place. Attached it to the other walls and floor.
Roof next, if I can find the materials.
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Scrounged some bricks and began trying to level the ground. Laid stakes at a desired level.
Big rock on the spot I selected. Started digging it out. Planned to get under it and tip it flat, then fill around it again.
Rock turned out to be bigger than expected. Afternoon was disappearing.
Found the "bottom" about 3 feet down.
Tried to tilt it with a plank. Wouldn't budge. Kept digging out around it and retrying. Realized I'd only uncovered the narrow end of a long, flat boulder. Gave up and filled the hole back in.
Decided to bring the floor frame itself in and see how low it could sit on top of the boulder's edge.
Repacked the dirt as much as possible.
Worked out the lowest point the floor could sit. Levelled the floor frame using the ledge as a fulcrum.
Set four sets of four bricks crossways to act as feet for a plank on the banking (east) side.
Levelled and packed the dirt, and laid a line of bricks under the west side.
Drove additional stakes to keep the east plank and bricks in place. Cut a second plank to fit north and south sides. Dug and set them in place.
Secured the floor to the planks with 3" screws, toenailed in alternating directions. Partially filled the inside with dirt.
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File Under: /web/caption
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>Awesome. Silly as their videos, and insipid as their music may be, though, you've gotta admit, these girls are really damn cute.
>Oh yes. I had fun doing this. I admit it. Molestery, molestery fun.
File Under: /culture
The day's favorite American euphemism for deliberate class stratification, "good schools," is back, this time from Nicholas Kristof in the New York Times. This one is doubly insidious because liberals are still comfortable saying it aloud. I bitchslapped Kristof's fellow white-flight New Yorker Malcolm Gladwell when he took this same call up a year ago, and since nothing's changed, I'll refer you to my post from that time, Malcolm Gladwell's Good Teacher/Bad Teacher Delusion.
Snip:
Don't blame students; don't blame parents; don't blame underfunded schools; don't blame distending class sizes, don't blame school funding being tied to local property taxes; don't blame artificial testing requirements devouring classroom time; don't blame required special education skewing dollar-per-student vs. results numbers wildly below magnet and parochial schools; don't blame the flight of your upper-middle class into homogenous neighborhoods.
>HP: 0
File Under: /web/design
Problems:
1. You just doubled the amount of space I need between myself and the monitor.
2. Multitouch allows for more kinds of interaction: true! However, this interface steals ALL of them away from use by the applications.
3. Left and right sides of the screen aren't discoverable. Might as well be top and bottom -- i.e. bottom of the screen for application launching (call it a "dock") and top of the screen for context-specific options (a sort of "bar" of "menus").
4. Linear spatial overload of windows is no better than two-dimensional spatial overload of windows. Labelled zoom-all-the-way-out cheat no better than Expose and application switcher.
5. Where does file management fit into this scheme?
Lukas Mathis calls 10/GUI "one of the most dramatic reimaginations of the desktop user interface I've seen in a long time" but on examination it's an incremental hardware update with no real interface breakthroughs. Keyboard + mouse has gone on for far too long, as has the W.I.M.P. interface. A better direction would be a tactile multitouch surface which can be anything it needs to be, including a keyboard (for any language), coupled with a GUI that represents tasks and actors rather than objects in a space. 10/GUI does nothing about window and document clutter, squinting, scanning large lists, or making the computer's workings and status an organic part of its presentation. The video may be a slick investors' reel, but shows no real progress.
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>Cute name (see tenugui). But a very poor idea, for many reasons. Suffice it to say, I'm already frustrated with the number of 'gestures' I need to use to get my iPhone to work right. I have no interest in being forced to use a multitude of gestures to do various things.. two fingers for this kind of movement, three fingers for this kind of movement... it's horribly unintuitive. And besides, how are you supposed to type with this touch pad in the place of your keyboard?
File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Framed the west wall.
Nailed a strip of scrap into the gap at the foot of the door to maintain dimensions while working.
More cross laps. Picturing the shack something like a three-walled card house, with the east (picture window) wall bearing less of the load of the roof than the other three.
House painters walked off with a roll of tar paper I was planning on using for the roof, so back to the drawing board there.
Rafters next.
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File Under: /housekeeping/addictions
Underworld's Second Toughest of the Infants album
Velvet smooth electronica with teeth.
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File Under: /web/caption
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"Ow!"
"No."
"See? Lying guards."


"Don't put that in my head."
"I'm here now!"
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Framed the rafters and cut a ridge beam.
Still figuring out roofs. Went through a lot of revisions.
Used rise over run rather than angles as much as possible. Some bad math early on.
Pine a pleasure to cut on the tablesaw after all that rock-hard oak.
Rounded rafter ends a motif from early on in designs. Mirrored it with the ridge beam.
Might drill a hole and hang a lamp/planter/bird feeder off east and west ends of the beam.
Need to level the ground and lay a brick slab next. This is moving outside the workshop. Quixotic.
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File Under: /sketchbook/panos
Sennebec Lake, Union, ME, looking towards Appleton.
Stitched together in Hugin from 25 camera phone pictures. Miller cylindrical projection.
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File Under: /sketchbook/panos
And Penobscot Bay, from Ragged Mountain.
Stitched together in Hugin from 21 camera phone pictures. Fisheye projection.
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File Under: /psychology
The more I read about the Polanski case, the harder I find myself leaning toward witch hunt, but I'll remain on the fence. The pertinent data seems to be as follows:
Statutory rape is based on the assumption that a woman under 18 can not make rational decisions about her sexuality when confronted with an adult. This may be true. The US says that this girl could have in 5 years. Britain says she could have in 3. Other countries differ in either direction. In my opinion, the US is closer to the truth. Whatever the case, it's difficult to argue sanely that the crime is equal to that of a forced sexual assault against an adult woman.
On the question of force, we have two pieces of evidence. Less valuable are Geimer's recollections of her feelings at the time, which, as hard as it is to accept, were nearly useless when recorded 30 years after the fact. More damning is the application of methaqualone to the girl's drink -- at the time a popular grey market recreational sedative.
There is no pattern of action, unusual for a true sexual predator. Polanski has received no allegations of sexual misconduct in the years preceding, nor in the years since. His pregnant wife had been murdered eight years before the incident. Polanski has now been married for the past 20 years. A settlement was reached, Geimer has dropped charges, and wishes to see the whole thing forgotten.
But America can go a bit nuts when a crime involves sex, especially with a minor, even while lingering over its American Eagle ads. It can resemble a kind of ritual flagellation, and if that's the case no one deserves to be flogged for our own sins. As I said, I'm reserving judgement on Polanski, but there's a whiff of inquisition about this.
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File Under: /housekeeping
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
North and south walls will be indentical, so I've framed them together.
Dad had this 12" adjustable T-square with a 45 degree edge and a bubble level. Best tool ever made.
Windows will be on permanent hinges. Think it's best not to set them until the walls are assembled and the roof is on, to make sure the openings have squeezed into their final shape.
Getting the hang of some cross bracing tricks. Getting less picky on others. This is probably progress.
Had to deepen notches on one set of cross-braces after nailing the pieces into the frame. Slow.
Going through a lot of podcasts working down in the shop. Generally better than being being alone with my thoughts. "News Quiz" is back on BBC 4. Ace.
Still studying roofs. May be able to scrounge some old metal roofing, but will have to figure out a way to cut it.
West wall next.
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Framed the east wall.
Mediocre joints. Still working too slowly and carefully.
Still haven't decided how to put the roof together.
Using nails here and there, when there shouldn't be sundering pressure. Having to pre-drill oak even to put nails in.
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File Under: /sketchbook/panos
Stitched together in Hugin from 32 camera phone pictures. Miller cylindrical projection.
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>That's an amazingly nice shot. Your camera phone must be better than mine (iphone). Of course whats blowing my mind if that your showing Friendship ME on a blog that I linked to from Slashdot.org. How do you know Friendship? I did grades 4-5 there (Though I lived on the far edge of Waldoboro). Anyway even with out the nostalgia it's a heck of a shot.
File Under: /film/short
This just about made me cry:
The video is 2000 Academy Award-winner "Father and Daughter," by Michaël Dudok de Wit. It's been mashed up with VNV Nation's song "From My Hands."
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File Under: /about/fetish
By now a well-known Japanese fetish, based on the injured Rei Ayanami character from Neon Genesis: Evangelion with a dash of Southeast Asian bird flu chic, I find I can't get behind this one. Perhaps it's meant to inspire sympathy, a desire to care for -- nurse a potential mate back to health and reap the benefits, but I'm always reminded of the line from William Gibson's Neuromancer: "Beyond them, at another table, three Japanese wives in Hiroshima sackcloth awaited sarariman husbands, their oval faces covered with artificial bruises; it was, he knew, an extremely conservative style, one he'd seldom seen in Chiba."
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Replaced the frame of the picture window.
Removed the old goop and gave the window a preliminary wash. Cut a 1/2" x 1 & 3/4" channel into the new frame edges on the table saw, then removed the excess with a chisel.
Still need to improve at making joints, but started to get the hang of using a combination of bandsaw and hand saw to cut the corner bridles.
Used Silicon II to seal the glass into the channels. Fixed the corners together with screws.
Framing east wall next.
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File Under: /culture
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File Under: /culture/faithinhumanity
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File Under: /web/caption
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File Under: /sketchbook/shack
Finished framing the floor tonight.
Old boards Dad sawed on the bandsaw mill unreliable -- variable thickness, width and straightness. A lot of it's warped.
Getting better at using long clamps. Trying to use screws as much as possible.
Will have to get better at cross laps and joints -- plan to use a lot to add stability. Need to get better at marking pieces too; wasted a lot of time with a backwards cross brace tonight.
Frame came out diamond-shaped by about an inch. Seems sturdy though.
May box in and seal picture window. Corner of the frame rotted, but building a new one seems beyond my skills. East wall next.
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File Under: /web/design
Reader for about six months. Love the site content, and the hard labor of love work you guys put into it. I've discovered so many great films because of Twitch.
Hate the new layout. Here's why.
The readable 1-3 paragraph intros of the previous format made it possible to browse articles and glean a bit of information about each project. The nice big images were equally browsing-friendly. It was much easier to guage your interest in an article without additional pageloads. The wall of tweet-length teases and postage stamp-sized images in the new format provide almost nothing in comparison. The new layout reads more like a reference site, where individual articles may be teased but most readers are expected to come for the search feature, than a day-to-day news blog.
The Slashdot/BoingBoing-style blog layout was a much better fit for the great content you guys provide. I hate seeing the alchemy of SEO plastinate another great site into a cluttered 2000-era portal.
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File Under: /culture
A discussion swirled up this week on 3 Quarks Daily over an item about scientists Sean Carroll and Carl Zimmer withdrawing from BloggingHeads.tv after the site began including intelligent design creationists in its Science Saturday segments. The discussion was generally supportive of the scientists' decision not to support a platform that equates science with religion, with the exception of laudably non-anonymous Luke Lea of BornAgainDemocrats.com. My thoughts were as follows:
The scientific method can be applied to the study of anything that can be defined. It can't be applied to concepts whose definitions are constantly shifted around for the purpose of preventing science from examining them. We need to bear in mind the difference between a concept and a word game.
To present Intelligent Design uncritically -- and especially to give it equal time -- does a disservice to the public by equating it with science. I'm reminded of Dara O'Brian's skit about giving equal time to people who don't believe in outer space when NASA launches a satellite. Unless the Intelligent Design hypothesis can evolve into a falsifiable theory, it'll remain what it always has been -- a belief, comforting in its simplicity, but of precisely one cent less real world value than a lucky penny.
Mr. Lea responds, "Space toast: Space is an empirical concept, design isn't."
Luke: "Design" indicates a specific set of actions in 4-dimensional space. When I cut a board to size, I have designed it. When I measure once and cut wrong (sadly common), is the board still designed? What about if I find a use for it later? Indeed what if I find a board on the pile that's just the right size to begin with; is it "designed" for the purpose? While we're at is, how come trees are soft enough to be cut with metal blades, but hard enough to hold up an entire building?
It's a fun word game, but it's meaningless. The appeal of Intelligent Design creationism hinges on the common meaning of the word "design," but its philosophical assertions hinge on an invented cosmic special definition of the same word.
Design is a perfectly empirical concept, when one settles on a specific definition. It's only when ID's assertions come under attack that its proponents get "intelligent" and begin playing a definitional shell game.
And just to sate my own curiosity, is toast an empirical concept too?
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File Under: /web/caption
More at YouTubeCapper.Blogspot.com, including TheDiva's continuing riffs on true WTF masterpiece Titanic: The Animated Movie, and KKDW's fun with a brand new skit from "Horrible Histories." Create your own here.
Was it a ventriloquists' shop?
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File Under: /healthcare
Courtesy of Rep. Barney Frank:
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File Under: /about/fetish
There's no nudity, but I can't quite call this photoset safe for work either. If anyone understands why that is, please let me know. (The same if anyone with a bit of Japanese can help give proper credit to the photographer.)
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Badger Pub and Cafe
7:00pm - 9:00pm
289 Common Road
Union, ME
Come audition for a unique performance of Shakespeare's comedy the "Two Gentlemen of Verona." Please bring a short prepared piece, and be ready to show off your improv skills!
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Stephen Pinker's How the Mind Works
It helps to have a passing familiarity with programming and self-organizing systems, but on the whole it's an extremely fun and readable introduction to how cells can compute. Pinker demolishes a lot of philosophical fortresses built around the ever-sliding concept of "consciousness" without even really trying. Scientists are never so gleeful as in the rush to explain what exciting things they've learned, and despite the book's length, that energy rarely flags. A highly recommended science read.
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At the bookstore, I'm always amused that not one of the many people who ask for Ayn Rand's books seem to have investigated how to pronounce her name. America has just come out of the largest-scale test of Randism since Hoover, with similar results. Hers is the Golden Age comic book of political philosophies: a glimpse into a shiny world without moral grayscales. It's fun, at a certain age, but most of us grow out of it.
For those who simply can't stomach complex political philosophies, this is a very frightening time, and its reflected in book sales. "How much is Common Sense?" a customer asked the other day, holding up a copy of Glenn Beck's book. "It's right there on the back, sir," replied my manager.
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"Oh, I simply must have it."
"How many centipede dogs do you think we have?"

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1.5 Miles
54.45sec 55.32sec
@174.11mph @176.82mph
Runway Barrier
62.52sec 62.52sec
@0mph @0mph
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This was a collaboration between cappers KKDW, TheDiva and myself.
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It was Fusie the Star Sprite!
"NOOOOO stars!" *irritating whistle*
You're just making these numbers up as you go along, right?
"...Point zero, zero quillion, to the negative power of, like, infinity..."
But they somehow forgot the stars. Remember that.
I think you've had enough...
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"Hello, you're on Car Talk."
"Yes, I keep hearing a brain wave vibration..."
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Sennebec Lake, Union, ME
Stitched together in Hugin from 16 camera phone pictures. Mercator projection.
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"Oh Chandler!"
"Sorry! Sorry."

"Anyway..."
*turns on bouncing suspension*

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"You're aiming for the apple, right?"
"Sure, yeah. Whatever."
Reply to: comm-4y6hb-127@craigslist.org
Date: 1184-07-14, 8:16PM GMT
FLASHMOB: LOLX0Rz lets all show up at 10 on Fri dressed as Snow White!!!!!! Itll be ****AWESOM*******!!
"So, what, a squirrel got in your barn again, didn't it? I am so over this couple sh*t..."
"So many useless old things, left to the ravages of time."
"Such a shame, this castle."
"What? Sorry, I was just thinking about 'Boston Legal.'"

"What's this all about, Will?"
"Shhh! Shh."
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Free
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Freel
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Freeh
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Freeho
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Freehol
XXIX. NO Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseised of his Freehold
"Gesundheit!"
*rimshot
...are met here in secret with you.
[Improvise joke]
Minister plenipotentiary to Prince John...
You know,
There once was a young lady from Dover...

"I mean I'll mince them, like meat. I realize that mincemeat hasn't been invented yet."
"That ought to satisfy the history buffs. Thanks Todd."
**
Rarely have I taken so little delight in a meal at the Diplomatic. From poor service to a drafty dining experience...
"What did she say?"
"She said you're an asshole."
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I've built a new toy.
With it, you can create a caption track to play along with most any video on YouTube and embed it into a web page or forum post. Html, including images, can be used to style and enhance your captions.
Report any and all bugs to me. Hope you have fun!
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Breakwater, Rockland, ME
Stitched together in Hugin from 33 camera phone pictures. Miller Cylindrical projection.
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A comparison of the stats used to define a character across eleven popular videogame and pencil-and-paper roleplaying games. (20k PDF)
Not included on the chart are depletable scores. Each game seems to have a concept of Hit Points, a number representing the character's moment-to-moment health, with the possible exception of outlier EVE Online and it's complete lack of physical traits. Most games that invoke magic of one sort or another have a rechargeable score representing the total amount of magic which may be invested in an action at any given time. Wealth is typically also a depletable score.
All games surveyed also deal with situational bonuses. These may be weapons and armor, single-use or depletable items, or learned skills. Even games with simple stat structures like Shining Force II create highly varied play structures using such bonuses.
Being essentially combat-based, none of the games surveyed had more than one social stat, and the majority had none. For those that did, it was always "charisma" -- an ability to gain tangible favors from others. Combat-free games like Harvest Moon may deal more fully with a character's social aspects, but as a component of adventure storytelling it appears tellingly neglected.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 50 camera phone pictures. Tripod. Equirectangular projection.
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The Graveyard Book
It's a supernatural retelling of The Jungle Book with an overarching mystery running through each story/chapter. Is the final reveal good enough to hang the book on? Is it ever, in stories that are all about the fun of getting there? No... except in the case of The Graveyard Book. The only thing wrong with this volume is that you know people who don't own it yet.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 25 camera phone pictures. Lambert Equal Area Azimuthal projection.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 25 camera phone pictures. Miller Cylindrical projection.
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Larger version of the illustration for my short story "South Sea Company and Pan Am." SVG file here: Froth.svg
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"Evacuate Earth! We have fucked up. Evacuate Earth! We have fucked up..." vibrated every molecule from the core to the froth.
Pan Am had been born in the molten publics ten miles below seal-evil and had worked his way up through the Swiss Ocean to one of the hands below Upafrica. On a tip, he spent a month hiking through SkyMollRestaurant to 521248t8884, arriving days after the bottom fell out and being forced to keep climbing through the magnetosfear. He emigrated up a cable with a few million others when the crane attached to a rivet on its way to the new Jupiter trane, and found work partway up the arm joining pritses in a balancing trace.
South Sea Company was from the high froth above Captured, a weeliweil with braids in her hair. How she had ended up in the arc-overs with a depressing view of Zeeland, barely 7% in debt at age 22, was an even more confusing and picaresque story involving an older man and a broken heart. About a year later, she rode a claw down the north wall of the crane, made her way across, and began digging herself back up with an almost full time job leafing tops in the neighborhood below Pan Am's.
They made an unlikely couple, but it was an unlikely day.
By flashing the slosh tank the night before, Sears had managed to annihilate the business district. Part of the team from his shift had then cut away the remaining stays with hand explosives. As the nearby spires of Gibraltar painstakingly collapsed into the rising sea of flame, they -- 29 crane ports, a winchfield and part of the vessel under construction -- had become a free-floating lifeboat. They had no clippers or lift-sixes to get them to Mars, just a handful of strangers. It would be a perilous journey of several weeks, if the strangers worked at all. For some reason, everyone was still looking to Sears and his makeshift crew to decide what to do. He tried not to think about how many were dead, but he had a head for numbers: 64% of humanity already, with the chain reaction still burning its way upward into the froth. Every real ship had long since evacuated. Orbit was a snowstorm of shrapnel halfway out to the moons.
"Stress cracks are opening up everywhere," Sears announced. "Be ready. Everyone who hasn't, get as far inside as you can." His plan was unlikely to succeed. Their strangers were the cheap kind used in construction. They had only been used once, and only been meant to be used once. Something exploded.
"Someone try to vent the puffers," said Sears.
"I'm on it," said Kalashnikov.
"Captain Sears-"
"Very funny, Temple of Athena."
"Wasn't me."
"Me," said a young woman in the doorway, holding up her hand. It was South Sea Company. Her other hand held Pan Am's.
"Not now," said Sears, adding up their rate of tumble. "Flip the strangers," said Sears. The acceleration stopped. "Wait until we're facing away, then get ready to flip them again. We'll do something about this offcenter spin when we're clear of the arc-overs."
"Captain-"
"Do NOT call me that, South Sea Company."
"That was me, actually," said Kalashnikov. "One of the strangers just nuked Point Pleasant. Fourteen fatalities."
"638,529 people left aboard then," said Sears. "Left alive, rather."
"Aboard is fine," said Temple of Athena.
"We don't have running lights," said Tea Lagoon.
"What are you talking about, running lights?"
"There." Tea Lagoon switched on a red light at one end of their bulk and a blue light at the other. "Now we're legal."
"Legal for what?"
"Captain Sears..." South Sea Company began again.
"Will you stop calling me that?"
"We want you to marry us," said Pan Am.
South Sea Company smiled and nodded, squeezing his hand.
Sears turned to face them. "What is the matter with you? We're drifting for dear life through a wreckage field-"
"With proper lights," said Tea Lagoon.
"You should do it, captain," said Temple of Athena, tapping her hands against her chin.
"I am not a captain! This is not a vessel!"
"Well what would you call it?" asked South Sea Company.
"Ooh, what should we call it?" said Kalashnikov.
"Just stop, everyone."
"Somebody has to give her," said Temple of Athena. "Hey hey, can I?"
"Does somebody have to give him too?" asked Tea Lagoon.
"Seems fair," said Kalashnikov.
"I'll do it then," Tea Lagoon volunteered.
"Flip on my mark," said Sears. "Flip!" A groan echoed through the walls as momentum began to build again.
"Shit! Cut that stranger off!" said Kalashnikov.
"What happened?"
"Strangelets everywhere. Thing went inverse, just like that."
"Watch for gammas. They won't all spike before they invert, but it's the best we'll get."
"Roger," said Kalashnikov. Everyone watched tensely for the next several minutes as material fatigue made itself heard. "They're ready to flip."
"Flip."
Silence.
"Don't you need a witness, too?" asked Temple of Athena.
"I don't remember," said Pan Am.
"Stop. Just stop..."
"I'll witness," said Kalashnikov. "I was waiting for something to do."
Standard Oil and his team returned. "We've got Mu Mu welded down." He looked at Pan Am and South Sea Company. "What's going on?"
"A wedding!" said Kalashnikov. "The captain's doing a ceremony."
"Oh. Explains the running lights, in a roundabout sort of way." Standard Oil turned to Pan Am. "You the guy? Good show. I thought you two were fighting."
"It seems kind of silly now," said South Sea Company, twining her arm around Pan Am's.
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Standard Oil looked distant for a moment. "Crew! Get in here. We've got a wedding!"
"Like a real wedding?" Standard Oil's people crowded in, shaking Pan Am's hand and kissing South Sea Company's hair.
"Excellent. Lets get started," said Temple of Athena.
"I don't..." Everyone watched Captain Sears expectantly. "I don't even know the..."
"I found them," said Kalashnikov, passing the words to him. He read through them, stalling for time in the light of the boiling Earth.
"Fine, fuck it. 'Dearly beloved...'"
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Added "Dittohead" and "Science Denialist" to the Bestiary of Geekdom, updated several ageing definitions, and gave it a thick new coat of spiff. Nosce te ipsum. Enjoy.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 29 camera phone pictures, mercator projection.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 20 camera phone pictures.
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The "Silent Hill: Homecoming" Soundtrack
Same-ier instrumentals than 0rigins, but with vocal tracks that run the gamut from stirring to kick-ass. "This Sacred Line" will grow on you the most, but "One More Soul To the Call" will always be your favorite.
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I'm beginning to wonder if Dark Water is Hideo Nakata's masterpiece. It drills down through the cosmic terror of The Ring to something far more intimate: The fear of abandonment. We see the child's fear of abandonment not only in the repeated scenes of one being left after the close of school, but in the adult characters eyes as, by proxy, they're forced to re-experience its gnawing toxicity. The water, the intrusion of darkness into the rainsoaked day, and the intrusion of water into the spaces and times it's not meant to be in all mirror that forgotten feeling. The breaking of a child's trust in the parent, which is also the child's trust in the world, is a trauma that even adulthood can't banish forever. Watching an imperfect single mother struggle to hold her own crumbling world together against that invading fear is heart-wrenching. All horror is psychological horror, crystalized in the moment of realizing one has been wrong. Dark Water is Nakata's most emotionally draining film and that, I believe, may make it his finest horror film. Hell is being alone forever.
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This was an older sketch that I overworked but never really finished.
The original Inkscape SVG (which should also open fine in Illustrator) is here: UnnatiSitting.svg
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>Hm....I really sort of want to own her pants. They look comfy.
>Yeah... I could stand to own a pair of those pants too. I'm a sucker for comfy pants that look decent.
File Under: /podcasts/superman
The thrilling conclusion of We Heart Superman!
Click here to listen to episode 107:
"He Reports, He Decides! Part II" (MP3 format, 27MB)
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Subscribe with iTunes or Zune Marketplace:

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Join our Facebook group, "We Heart Superman".
"We Heart Superman: He Reports, He Decides! Part II" Written and directed by Troy Minkowsky. Featuring Mike Devine, Christian Sterling, Gina Robbins, Lindsay LeClair, Dan Miller, Melissa McCue, Debbie Chiang, and Arturo Meneses. Sound and technical support by James Force and Adam Stugatch. Original Music by Subpar Costar. Produced by Matt Rasmussen. Superman created by Joel Schuster and Jerry Seigel and property of DC Comics.
Thank you for listening! We hope you have enjoyed We Heart Superman.
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Stitched together in Hugin from twelve camera phone pictures, stereographic projection.
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Stitched together in Hugin from ten camera phone pictures.
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Score:
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Second tripod test, with closer foreground. (The stump is about 3' away.) Stitched together in Hugin from twenty camera phone pictures.
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Persuant to the British Transport Police's recent set of remarkably paranoid posters, three remixes:
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This is a test of a tripod mount for my camera phone. I'd like to be able to shoot scenes with a nearer foreground. (Even at ranges of 50' or more, and even steadying the phone against stationary objects, I've been having problems.) Right now, the phone is a bit too loose, and can only be panned, not tilted. The parallax differences between neighboring images is vastly improved though.
Stitched together in Hugin from 19 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day concludes with #10. Stitched together in Hugin from eleven camera phone pictures.
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Can nothing stop the juggernaut of LEX NEWS?
Click here to listen to episode 106:
"He Reports, He Decides! Part I" (MP3 format, 23MB)
Get We Heart Superman automatically downloaded to your iPod or Zune! (Because somewhere, somebody has a Zune!)
Subscribe with iTunes or Zune Marketplace:

Or point your favorite podcatcher to: www.spacetoast.net/STP/podcasts/superman/podcast.xml
Visit our MySpace page at MySpace.com/WeHeartSuperman.
Join our Facebook group, "We Heart Superman".
"We Heart Superman: He Reports, He Decides! Part I" Written and directed by Troy Minkowsky. Featuring Mike Devine, Christian Sterling, Gina Robbins, Lindsay LeClair, Dan Miller, Melissa McCue, Debbie Chiang, and Arturo Meneses. Sound and technical support by James Force and Adam Stugatch. Original Music by Subpar Costar. Produced by Matt Rasmussen. Superman created by Joel Schuster and Jerry Seigel and property of DC Comics.
Thank you for listening!
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Panorama a Day #9. Stitched together in Hugin from 16 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #8. Stitched together in Hugin from 28 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #7. Stitched laboriously together in Hugin from 33 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #6. Stitched together in Hugin from 19 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #5. Stitched together in Hugin from 21 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #4. Stitched together in Hugin from 17 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #3. Stitched together in Hugin from 16 camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #2. Stitched together in Hugin from nine camera phone pictures.
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Panorama a Day #1. Stitched together in Hugin from eight camera phone pictures.
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Looking east toward downtown LA. Stitched together in Hugin from 6 camera phone pictures.
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Unable to find work in LA these past four months, I now have to move back East. The following are thoughts I should be dissuaded from...
QED: If I sell the car for $1300, I will lose approximately the cost of the trip, plus c.
Unfortunately, this decision has more or less been made for me; whatever I can recover on the car is cash in hand that I'll need to get through the next few months in Maine. On the other hand, if I'm still unable to find a buyer after another week or so...
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360° panorama, looking south over Santa Monica Bay at center. Stitched together in Hugin from 16 camera phone pictures.
Vertical panorama from a higher elevation. Stitched together in Hugin from five camera phone pictures.
Image of the "bridge" on a ridge between Will Rogers and Topanga State Parks.
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I've got moods for Freezepop, and I consider that progress as a human being.
Future Future Future Perfect is their latest album. "Do You Like My Wang?" and "Afterparty" are absolute abortions, "Ninja of Love" and "Brainpower" are merely tired, "Do You Like Boys" and "He Says She Says" are cute enough, while "Swimming Pool," "Less Talk More Rokk," "Pop Music Is Not a Crime" and "Thought Balloon" are each excellent.
Freezepop is gen-x (anyone who got to ride the dotcom bubble) smitten with hipster (mop-topped little douchebags) -- kids older than me crushing on kids younger than me. It is a little creepy, and at its best that's why it works. There's an undeniable distance in line two of "The music is loud/ The kids are so young/ All over the world/ They want to have fun." It's the sense of loss of a geeky girl who got cool too late in life for her dancing queen moment. The game of scenesterism has the same rules as Logan's Run.
The juxtaposition of self-awareness with cutesiness is inherently pathetic. (You've been reading the Space Toast Pages.) "Frontload" gives away a desperation musically that the simple take-me-out-tonight lyrics try to conceal. "Swimming Pool" paints a nostalgia so heavy it smothers. The sense of being in the right place spatially but not temporally is what rescues Freezepop from its more precious moments. Future Future Future Perfect is at its best when it acknowledges that cutesy self-awareness really betrays a painful desire to be wanted.
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From Quentin and Jessica D. via the Cute Overload blog.
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Looking back toward Los Angeles. Stitched together in Hugin from 15 camera phone pictures.
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"In September of 1837, Darwin suffered palpitations of the heart, which would plague him throughout his life. Recuperating in his home town of Shrewsbury, he was introduced to his cousin, Emma Wedgewood, who mended his heart, and then won it. Charles Darwin and Emma Wedgewood fell in love, but ever a man of method, he drew up two lists. One called 'Marry,' one called 'Not Marry,' and he worked through the pros and cons. He concluded that 'A constant companion and a friend in old age' outweighed 'Less money for books' and 'The terrible loss of time.'"
--Melvyn Bragg, from "In Our Time: Darwin, Part 2" on BBC Radio 4
The Darwins had ten children.
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Stitched together in Hugin from 37 camera phone pictures.
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"We are not a duo! You're a heavy little demon who won't get off my back."
"Think about it. I'm always by your... side. Pointing out danger. Listening. Maybe you've forgotten, but you called me."
"Why the hell would I call you?"
"Because you are so alone in this world."
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Fifty word flash fiction. See also:
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Stitched together in Hugin from 5 camera phone pictures.
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