Been playing with this panorama thing recently… one of this year’s web apps. I make em you know.
Anyway, so far I’ve done a picture:
If you click on it you can go through to the actual web site itself
There’s no beta-signups or any of that nonsense. It’s just a picture. If you don’t like it you can fuck off.
Went up the river earlier… to where I used to live in a previous life. Another journey back in time. The birds still sound the same.
Neeeeeerrrrr nerdileee nerrr nerr, nerdileee nerrrr nerrr, nerdilee neerrr nerrrr they go. It’s not a human scale - it’s definitely a tune but there are all these notes that are like… between notes. Dodecatonic or something.
It’s probably not the same birds - in fact there’s probably been dozens of generations… but they’re still singing the same tune, and it’s quite a complex tune.
Ok, so I got bored lat night and decided to recreate the universe out of my own pixels, because that’s the kind of guy I am.
Unfortunately I only got as far as the solar system… then the pixels ran out. It’s about 599999999 by 599999999 - which on my PC is about 70km sq. This comes to 359,999,998,800,000,001 - which is still a fuck of a lot of pixels… but like, not enough. I think I know now how God must have felt when he ran out of pixels. It’s soooooooo frustrating. It’s not surprising he wound up making little people out of plasticene for no other reason than to fuck with their minds with talking snakes and magic apples and whatnot.
Anyway, similar to the real universe, it only displays in Firefox.
The circles were drawn using Walter Zorn’s graphics thing here, which is pretty cool - and the dimensions came from http://www.exploratorium.edu/, which is also pretty cool.
Later on I’m going to wander over to the supermarket and buy some beer I think. I can’t really think what else to do - although there is a risk that if the people working there are still dressed up as elves, I might wind up smiting someone. I’m not in a good mood.
I’m not in a good mood at all.
Apparently every year, Charlie’s family gets together and re-enacts famous events in military history dressed up in amazingly realistic mouse-costumes. They video these and enter them in this annual (yearly) competition… writing, shooting and editing an entire feature-length film in less than 48 hours. This year’s stirling effort is centred around the D-Day landings (a bit like Saving Private Ryan but with mice) and was shot on location in The Ardennes (which is miles away)… and actually features several of the people who saw action on the day 60 years ago, and there’s a massive explosion at the end, which is as close to perfect as it’s possible to get.
The special effects are stunning, especially considering the 48 hour time-constraint (a bit like 24, twice) and much as I hate to single any one performance as being outstanding, the performance by the dark brown one is absolutely first class.
So all in all, pretty good actually.
Anyway, there you go. We like Charlie.
Back in Wanganui.
The bloke who’s moustache caused me such discomfort back in November before has shaved it off, and passed comment about my new haircut. I’m not sure if that’s such a good thing. Hard to say. I mean there are a number of different ways of interpreting it, not all of them entirely positive.
It turned out that the moustache growing incident was somthing that Kiwis “do” in November. They call it “Movember” - and they all grow moustaches for Charity Awareness Month. They all grow them, Men, Women, Cats, Dogs etc… in fact the only person who didn’t have one was me… but I did have a haircut, and now it’s drawing comment.
Nothing is ever simple.
They seek him here,
they seek him there,
his Mac is loud,
but never swears
Seth Godin posed a poser for Mac t’other day… ” When your entire culture is organized about being the other, the outsider, the insurgent, the one that’s better than the masses… (like Starbucks, btw), what do you do when you are the masses?
So what to do if other people less cool than you start copying the sort of computer you’ve got?… I’ll tell you what to do: You get a black one. you get a tartan one. You get a gold lamé one with fake-diamond studs. When the flock gets into bling, you go all emo and dress yours up in a cardigan, shades and a Joey Ramone wig. When they copy that, you go for metalic glitter. You get lights and laser beams. You get paisley. You don’t get a PC.
Trust me - fashion is the easiest problem in the world for Apple to deal with. They just need to split the pack by providing a sphere within which people can compete/self-express. You pass the responsibility for cool onto those who do it best, and they’ll love you for it.
And speaking of which, check out PJ’s shoes in this:
Sparkley Stars and Stripe stilettos… FUCKING STAR!!!!
And while you’re at it check out the guitars her band are playing… the weapons of choice for cool-obsessed rebellion for at least the last 60 years. Buddy Holly used to play one of those ones on the left.
If Fender can do it then I don’t see Apple having a problem.
This is how much strats have changed in 60 years :
This machine picks up girls.
Back in November there was much LOLing @ conservapedia.com (link) (a wikipedia-like resource for conservatives (but without the reality bias)), who’s most “researched” pages were as follows:
2007-11-20
Now obviously, being a conservative isn’t all work work work, so a month later it appears their obsessions have shifted slightly to those two perennial icons of the American Right, Adolf Hitler and err… David Beckham.
2007-12-12
And there’s clearly nothing gay about that. One was a fascist dictator who had a moustache and killed millions of people, the other is a really good looking athletic young man with chiselled features and a boyish crop of unruly blonde hair, who dresses fabulously… and then there’s that shirt-swapping thing they always do at the end of matches when the sweat shines across the tanned musculature of his torso as he stalks from the field like some sort of powerful young animal.
And the other one was a fascist dictator with a moustache who killed millions of people - and that’s the one you focus your mind on “afterwards” when you’re out doing something down-to-earth like mowing the lawn or sawing something, getting your bearings and clearing your mind.
Still….
pssst… you can buy the photo here
Mmm…. scrumptious….
221,736 views? Holy crap… that’s more than the straight normal biased “other” wikipedia. That’s a lot of David Beckham fans. Who would’ve guessed?
But when the hilarity dies away, I must confess to feeling a little sad… you poor people. For fuck’s sakes, why can’t you just be happy?
