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Groupthink by Any Other Name

Groupthink by Any Other Name

I’ll admit it: the usability geek in me is smitten with the coolest doodad of the political season, CNN’s live dial-testing of a focus group during the debates. There it is in real-time — the collective response of a group of undecided and presumably...
Is it Still Genius if We Can See the Bits that Were Scratched Out?

Is it Still Genius if We Can See the Bits that Were Scratched Out?

Last week a draft of Bob Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone” sold for more than $2 million at a Sotheby’s auction. Handwritten in pencil on hotel stationary, the draft includes the songwriter’s scribbles, scratched out bits, doodles and seemingly random marginalia — a chicken, a hat, a reindeer and Mavis (Staples, of course).

You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat.

Albert Freakin' Einstein

The Beginning of the End

I am feverishly working on a dramatic facelift for Bloggle. Actually, facelift doesn’t adequately cover things… there’s all the stuff under the covers, too: a huge leap forward in terms of getting caught up with WordPress and PHP and MySQL, all of which have been zooming right along while I’ve been snoozing. The universe that is the web is still expanding. Accelerating, too.

Our Intermission is Over

I must apologize for not having written here of late. I’d been awaiting inspiration. As it turns out inspiration was likewise waiting for me, albeit in another, quieter place; one free of politics and social media and noisy aggregators of fluff and nonsense....

Happy Birthday, Al

“A human being is a part of a whole, called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest… a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind...

Sugaring Season in Vermont

Driving around Vermont this time of year you’re sure to see the telltale blooms of steam billowing from hilltop sugar houses… Vermont’s surest sign that we’re at the muddy intersection between a long, snowy winter and spring greening. I suspect...

Insert Groundless Starbucks Reference Here

If you could get past its provocative title — Is Stumptown the New Starbucks — or Better? — you might think Time’s Josh Ozersky has penned a decent enough article on the leading edge of specialty coffee today. But… damn, the phrasing here is...

Oscar 2010 Blind Picks

Having watched none of tonight’s contenders for the little golden man — that’s right… of all of the nominations I’ve seen not a single one1 — I figure I’m still about as qualified as the next guy to pick the winners. Which,...

Make Mine a Mokha

It’s unreliable, unaccountable, frequently unattainable, and I love it so. It, in this case, is Yemen Mokha, the stuff of heirloom varietals grown in village gardens and courtyards and tiny greenspaces carved out of the walls and warrens of ancient Arabian...

Repost: Town Meeting Day

Reposted in honor of Vermont’s annual tradition… today is Town Meeting Day! Town Meeting Day — the first Tuesday in March — is an institution in Vermont, and throughout much of New England. It’s notable for being a hands-on, participatory...

Things I’ve Learned This Week

Don’t take a back injury lying down. 300-year-old double bases are for playing. Well. Neil Gaiman has a knack for breaking it down....

White on White (on Red)

Local news: an untold billion crystalline paratroopers cast their downy way down, whirling, twirling, tumbling to land — gently — on roofs and posts and caps and the occasional expectant, outthrust tongue. It’s winter… it should by god snow....

Would Poe Approve?

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `’Tis some...

And You Thought the Movie was Horrifying

“A medium-sized popcorn and medium soda at the nation’s largest movie chain pack the nutritional equivalent of three Quarter Pounders topped with 12 pats of butter, according to a report released today by the advocacy group Center for Science in the Public...

Oh, hi.

Wow… November, huh? I mean, I’ve managed to go without updating Bloggle for a while at a time, but this is a stretch even for me. I had the best of intentions, of course. And it’s only on the occasion that I picked up a bug and have been away from...

There And Back Again

Have I mentioned that I’ve been stupid busy lately? I was certain I had, but… you know. Memory. Goldfish. Mad Cow. Mooooo. Regardless, I haven’t yet forgotten I’m supposed to be writing something here from time to time. Let’s see…...

Hello, Vancouver, Goodbye

Herself and I had a too abbreviated experience in Vancouver, owing to a increasingly typical SNAFU on the part of United Airlines — %&#$!%, United! — which left us in Chicago for, oh, some 24 hours longer than we’d planned. (Chicago, you know I...
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