Project

I want a projector in my phone, and it looks like that day is finally approaching.

Visit

You know who I saw once? My home teachers. I remember. They came to see me once.

The Big Picture

The Boston Globe's Big Picture feature is always good, but I like today's series on the inaugural proceedings.

G1-UP

I never did post a review of the G1. 

I've gone through several stages with that phone. I bought it in a fevered hurry, as though it were going to dissolve in front of my with nothing comprable ever appearing again. 

I waited anxiously. 

I got it early and it rarely left my hand for the next while, a couple weeks, maybe.

But then the honeymoon began to ebb, and my satisfaction waned.

The battery dies much too fast. It's frequently unresponsive. The asymmetry when it's open bothers me. The GPS only works under perfecct conditions. The original design had more appealing textures.

Even Android it's as much a Dream is it was made out to be. Applications quit all the time. There is still some streamlining on the UI that needs to happen. And while it has broad ability in it's functions, the whole experience seems disjointed.

That is why I want to sup-up my phone the same way some people do their cars. I've already started. 

I bought a 16 GB MicroSD card that came in the mail the other day. It's the size of the fingernail of my index finger. This may be the first time since I watched the Men in Black trailer from a floppy disk in 7th grade that the capacity of personal tech has amazed me. 

The next step will be to get a headphone adapter, something that should have been included in the original package. After that is the extended battery. It'll make the whole thing larger, but it'll be worth it to not have my phone die early evening every day. Then some colorware options. Possibly an invisible shield. And after that, the worlds smallest bluetooth headset. If I really wanted to be superfluous, I'd get a Redfly addition. I know they aren't popular, but I think I'd actually get some utility out of something like this. Finally, if I'm really intent on going completely overboard and spending a small fortune on a phone that will be obsolete in 2 years, I'll get it waterproofed.

There are more options, I'm sure, but it would take some serious hackery to get any further than that on the hardware. As it is, I've already set out for myself quit the financial obstacle.

We'll see. Maybe over time I'll realize all this.

UPDATE: I just stumbled upon this hysterical accessory. The absurdity is a selling point in my eyes. I might get it. Might.

This must be a bit like Synesthesia

Bars & Tones from André F. Chocron on Vimeo.

Mind Blown

wingsuit base jumping from Ali on Vimeo.

There really aren't words. You'll just have to watch.

I think it's a bit unfortunate that these men are doing something that seems so epic, fulfilling the timeless dream of flight, flight with no engine, not propeller, simply a man with wings. And what do they have to say about it?

"Dude, man, that was totally sweet. He coulda' like died, but man, it was aaaall good, bro!"

I exaggerate, but still.

Never Seen Star Wars

I don't have time to explain, really, but THIS IS THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE SEEN IN A VERY LONG TIME. That's all you need to know.


Star Wars: Retold (by someone who hasn't seen it) from Joe Nicolosi on Vimeo.

I'm not kidding, I can't stop laughing.

In the Industry

Dreamt last night that D. Smith and I went to a movie, and Matt Damon was there. He wasn't promoting a new movie or a premier. No, we was selling tickets and popcorn. We asked him what the deal was, and he told us he wasn't working on a movie right then, so he thought he'd get some part time work at the theater.

Makes sense, I thought. He's already in the industry.

A Man After My Own Heart

I mean more Larry Lessig than Stephen Colbert.

The Colbert ReportMon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c

Lawrence Lessig

Colbert at Christmas
Colbert Christmas DVD

Green Screen
Bill O'Reilly Interview

Day Three. Done.

The semester has been going now for two and a half days. I've never wanted to drop out of college more. I hate being here.

People say I'll miss this place when I'm gone. Rest assured, I will not. I will miss some people. I will not miss school. I'll leave and never turn back.

You might think I'm exaggerating, that I don't really mean this. I do mean it. I mean every word.

Please don't get me wrong. I like my classmates (some more than others) and I really like several teachers. There are even a few who have shown some small interest in teaching me.

But at my most fundamental depth, I hold in high and deserved contempt virtually any form of bureaucracy, institutional red tape, regulation, policy, paperwork, need for signature, homework, grades, standardized tests, accreditation, "priority", taskmaster, or mechanical apathy.

I've been told that's just how life is, that we simply must live like this. That's not true. These people, good people, have been lied to, and they believed it. It's not just this way. It's been made this way, and the longer anybody slaves through any machine like a drone, the longer that machine perpetuates.

I've been in school far too long. By being here, I'm living my own personal hell. It's against policy for anybody here to give a damn.

UPDATE: Four hours after writing this, I feel I need to repent of my bitterness. I'm sorry I feel this way, and sorrier I decided to publish it.