Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Friendster was one of those things over which I obsessed heavily for about a week--manically inviting friends, stalking old high school enemies, and writing testimonials. Then, I lost interest.

Last night, I checked Friendster for the first time in about a year, to find that they had added all these extra goodies--photo albums, blogs, (blogs!), and so on. The best by far is a side bar that tells you the top 10 most popular searches among people in your network.

Mine listed:

1. prom gowns
2. polyphonic ringtone
3. Prom Hairstyles
4. free mp3 songs
5. zodiac love match
6. body language flirting
7. love spells
8. nokia 6230
9. adidas shoes
10. louis vuitton bags


posted by m at 10:27 AM

yum, yum and done.

posted by m at 10:14 AM

Monday, March 28, 2005

I just wrote a post, which was subsequently swallowed by the internet and spit up as a "500 internal error". I think it may be a sign.

posted by m at 8:52 PM

Friday, March 25, 2005

The past couple of days, I have been in an internet funk. You know, where you start to feel like there isn't much out there that is particularly wow or interesting and that it all might just go off and shrivel up/implode, presently.

Usually this means it's time to turn off the computer, go outside, and start interacting with acutal people.

But that was before I ran into rAndom international, makers of the much posted on watch paper of a few months ago. Turns out that they make lots and lots of other cool stuff--cool because it's not just about producing cool gizmos, but about cool concepts about time and space and media.

posted by m at 1:48 PM

Thursday, March 24, 2005

My brother and I are seven years apart. So we've never been very close. It's only in recent years that he has become less of a sticky-little-kid-come-surly-teenager, and more like a person I can talk and relate to.

I passed by his room this evening, to borrow a set of headphones--and we ended up talking about music, about computers, his girlfriend, about their relationship, about school ... for a couple of hours.

It's an undeniably nice feeling that we can begin to see the ways in which we are from the same people and how we are family. To know how he is weird and wonderful, and how amazing the person is that he is slowly becoming.

To think: this, from him chucking legos at me, and me squishing his head under sofa cushions.

posted by m at 5:05 PM

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Initially, I was suspicious.

The idea that google would be niffling through my e-mail to sent me ads--that sounded a tad below grade.

Sometimes I go there kicking and screaming, but I can't deny a good product when it's really a good product. All those simple threads of conversations and little blue stars!

Gmail gets a (albeit reluctant) thumbs up.

posted by m at 2:50 PM

Friday, March 18, 2005

Being small can be annoying, sometimes.

Tall Guy: Has anyone ever told you you're really tall?
Little Me: No.
Tall Guy: I wouldn't think so.

Are height and smartassy-ness somehow correlated?

posted by m at 1:19 PM

because art is on the brain today.

I'm no expert on graphic novels/animation art, but I do enjoy browsing the shelves at nucleus every now and again.

I believe one of the first nucleus shows was a collection of artists from the first volume of flight--this is mostly speculation, since these goings-on all predated my discovery of nucleus in February (ninja madness, so fun!).

From mattbrady at newsrama:

Flight is an anthology book that collects comic short stories by creators in the comic and animation industries, coming together to celebrate the graphic narrative medium. These are professional and non-professionals whose work and visions were inspired by internationally-acclaimed storytellers such as Hayao Miyazaki and Moebius.

Anyway, the next issue of flight is due out soon (like, April?) and "flight crew" over at flight comics posted up previews a few days ago. I'm especially looking forward to this one, by Jake Parker, who creates the just the best robots, ever.

posted by m at 12:09 PM

If you haven't heard of Illustration Friday of Penelope Illustration, consider yourself now informed. Part of what's great about the web is that it doesn't always require words--and the way in which collaboration allows someone's good idea to become a great idea of it's own.

Not many contributors to this week's theme: bloom. But maybe check out archives for my favorite of the past: flight.

posted by m at 11:40 AM

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Celebrated St. Paddy's with my oldest friend Beave, who cannot get enough of the Irish. She hooked up with an Irish guy while we were backpacking in SPAIN. And ITALY. And FRANCE. It must be the accents. Or maybe the drunken singing.

Anyway, I met Beave in the 5th grade, when she was cool and popular, and I was totally not. Somehow, that ended up not mattering so much. She taught me how to put doritos in my sandwiches. I am forever grateful.

There are people you meet in a certain place and time, and you're friends because you (a) know the same people, (b) have the same interests, (c) hang out at the same places. But sometimes, when you're lucky, it's that elusive option: (d) you're just kindred spirits. With Beave and me, it has always been (d). It's not so much that she understands me perfectly, or that we've been best happy buddies always. We've had fights. BIG fights. But we always come around, eventually. She's fierce, and challenging--as much as she is amazingly loving and generous. She isn't easy, but I love her for that.

Writing her birthday card this year, I counted it up: Beave and I have been friends for seventeen years. SEVENTEEN. It'll be another seventeen, as long as when we're 50, we can still have conversations like this:

Beave: "I think the mohawk may be making a comeback. I'll have to write that down in my journal."
Me: (incredulous) Your journal?
Beave: Because shut up, that's why.

[Beave looking up at the Parthenon in Rome. One of her favorite places.]

posted by m at 10:31 PM

affirmation, it feels good.

Finally got around to checking out the 2005 Bloggies winners. Lolled in smug satisfaction that most winners were among my personal favorites.

One that was a new discovery, was tonypierce.com and his essay on "how to blog". I assume if he follows his own advice, he has a real name like "Barney Rivera." One hopes. I'm not one who blogs boldly, but somehow it's nice that there's a Tony Pierce out there preaching this gospel. (Like people who DON'T recycle but like the idea that others do. I KNOW you're out there.)

posted by m at 6:11 PM

Last night, Christine Devine, over video of a blown apart commercial airliner (apparently somewhere in Glendale?):
"Don't worry folks... it's not tragedy, it's entertainment! We'll tell you about it after this break!"

B: It's a fine line, isn't it?
Me: Between tragedy and entertainment?
B: That's what I'm saying.

posted by m at 6:05 PM

Doodles from City Council meeting on new architectural standards:

[monster robot crushes city. architectural standards smushed!]

posted by m at 6:04 PM

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

iPod update.

The gifted iPod was, in fact, SO uncreative that E called me to tell me "Thanks, I already have TWO OF THEM." But happily, not in green.

The kicker is that she had told me that she had received two iPods for christmas, in one of her letters, dated JANUARY. I am a LISTENER, people.

But perhaps, not a remember-er. Clearly, I need help.

posted by m at 2:16 PM

I got E an iPod mini for her birthday, purchased two weeks before this occured. Truly clueless.

I confess that it is not a very creative gift, but E deserves certain nice things for putting up with things like this:

(Two years ago, on the phone)
M: What do you want to do for your birthday this year?
E: Uh, my birthday was two months ago.
M: It was? Really?
E: Yes.
M: I suppose I shouldn't have told everyone it was next week, then.
E: Ah, and I was wondering why nobody called.

(This is a delayed post, because E reads this sometimes, and I didn't want to spoil her birthday present!)

posted by m at 2:15 PM

My favorite thing about D.C. is that the subway farecards have pandas on them. Oh, that, and all the awesome and FREE museums. Thank you, Smithsonion.

posted by m at 2:11 PM

Wednesday, March 02, 2005


Conversation with my mom, last year:

Me: If you could go anywhere in the world, Mom, where would you want to go?
Mom: (thoughtfully) I think I would go to Washington, D.C. and see our nation's capitol.
Me: Well, what about Kuala Lampur, or Japan or something, er, more exotic?
Mom: (aghast!) But those places are outside the country!
Me: Exactly.

Because it's nice when people you love have dreams that you can actually make happen, we're off to D.C. for a week of monuments-gazing and museum-going.

[Federal Triange Station, D.C.]

Back in a week!

posted by m at 8:35 PM



posted by m at 8:21 PM

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Thinking, even though it is only March:

When exactly was it that working people decided they didn't need a summer break? It's like they train you your whole life to look forward to summer, and then when you get a "real" job, they take it away. Rar.

posted by m at 4:28 PM

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