Symbol search web site. Very cool.
Web Interest: September 2004 Archives
Here is an link to pictures of Bubblegum Alley in San Luis Obispo, CA. I have seen this in person and it is well worth visiting if you are the vicinity. At first, as you walk down this alley, it just seems cool and strange; then disorientation sets in along with the scary thought, "What if I trip and fall head first into this infectious, festering wall of gooey chewed gum."
[Link courtesy of b^2]
[Link courtesy of b^2]
Here are the rules to Perudo, one of my favorite games of all time. It's a great dice game involving a little strategy, a little math and a little luck. Good fun and it can be played by a large group with people of varying temperaments. The only real difficulty is teaching the game to newbies. It's easier to play than it is to teach it.
I use IM a fair amount. It lets me connect with people both down the hallway and around the world. I was tangentially aware that some phones had IM/SMS clients. Yesterday I dusted off my AIM client which I had neglected in favor of my YIM client. I noticed that one contact had a cell phone icon next to their name indicating they were available via phone. This got me thinking about IM on a phone. Does this really work? Is it really possible to have a decent IM conversation via txt on a phone? Do people really use all this elite sms speak?
Th'Inkwell provides an interesting essay, entitled "Memory Game" combining some beautiful thoughts about memory and the efficacy of government sponsored preservation programs.
"We try (in vain) to revisit the places of childhood, old workplaces, places where we felt happy or favorite haunts but find that change has tainted the physical reality irrevocably. I find that these trysts with time give me value only when I realise that the physical place acts as a key to unlock a depth of memories that I had thought long forgotten but that I possessed all along. The place is not a warden of the memories or strictly necessary to induce them – it’s simply very, very effective at prompting them.
Indeed, the sad realisation that I could never again stand in a particular forest glade in Sydney when the light hit it a certain way through a gap in the trees, dappling everything beautifully and making the white flowers everywhere luminesce simply made me treasure that moment in my mind all the more. That memory is of a time when skipping was still a reasonable mode of locomotion and adults were considered tall. The trees have likely grown since, the place may even have a building on it. My memory, however, is beautiful, pristine, unique – and what’s more, it’s mine and mine only."
-- Monica White
Read the whole thing.
I remember those happy days "when skipping was still a reasonable mode of locomotion". Not too many days ago, I was trying to remember, when was the last time that I skipped. Sadly enough, I couldn't remember.
I present a couple of new links for your clicking pleasure.
Check out "The Underground History of Higher Education", by John Taylor Gatto. This guy has an ax to grind with education as it plays out in our society. I read the first chapter which I found very interesting. I have no idea if this is good data or information, just interesting.
Paul Graham writes another winning essay entitled,"The Age of the Essay". I like a lot of Paul Graham's essays.
Funny article on Wired News. Basically there is a tiny Steve Jobs traveling the world getting his picture taken with the faithful.
I only wish there was a tiny Tim that could travel the world in a similiar fashion.
