Category: Connections

March 5, 2005 /

“[M]eaningful self-expression is not just a tool for success in the academy and the professional world (though it is that, too), but an essential component of finding and living our call to be human.”

Beautifully written and perfectly described. Sean’s a better diarist than I, and he’s the teacher I’ll never be, but this excerpt from one of his letters says exactly what I try to say whenever I discover a new and interesting human: clear thought and writing are rare, and powerful, and of tremendous value in the world.

If I read your blog or friend your LJ, it’s because I am fascinated by your finding and living of the call to be human.

March 4, 2005 /

Today is 03/04/05. It’s 3-4-5 Day! Bet that makes you think, huh? I bet you probably already missed 01/02/03. That’s something to regret, right there. Are you aware that this is the only 3-4-5 day you will ever see? You’ll be dead before the next one! You’re such a waste! Why don’t you THINK!

Happy 3-4-5 Day!

How long until

March 4, 2005 /
  • A Netflix for books?
  • An iTunes for TV show episodes?

Well, presumably until the relevant copyright cartel fights it for a decade, screaming that it will be the death of them, then eventually gets beaten into submission and makes twice as much money from the new model. As usual.

March 1, 2005 /

I like movies. Sometimes, I hate movies, because I realize that hundreds of people spent a year of their lives each, along with tens of millions of dollars, making Son of the Mask. But I really do like them in general, even the kind of movies that wins Oscars. If I was in high school and Mr. Munson took two days out of Multicultural Literature (it was a great class, title notwithstanding) to have us watch Hotel Rwanda, I would be moved by it. I would tell my friends about it and do research to find out more about the situation. I would value the experience.

But if I’m sitting at home with nothing to do and I’m like “hey, let’s rent or go to a movie,” there’s no way I’m going to pick Hotel Rwanda. I just don’t hate myself that much. As a result, I never watch great movies and David Clark embarrasses me in Team Movie Pong.

Since my solution to many of my personal flaws is rigorous scheduling, here’s my idea: Sad And Happy Movie Day. Maybe one or two Saturdays a month, I’d get together with other humans (assuming I could trick anybody else into it) and two movies. One would be a great, depressing film about human nature, like Hotel Rwanda or Dancer in the Dark* or Boys Don’t Cry or The Mission. The other would be a goofy big-Hollywood popcorn flick, like Ocean’s Twelve or The Scorpion King. Maybe something chop-socky like Ong Bak, or something happy-indie like Garden State. Maybe Hackers, the foremost cinematic achievement of all time.

We would watch the sad movie first, and sit there slumped over, realizing that all human hope is a doomed, brief match-flare against the endless dark. We’d take a half-hour break to make popcorn and go get some Sourpatch Kids. We’d walk it off a little. Then we’d pop in the happy movie, laugh and ooh, karate-chop the couch and go home feeling generally not suicidal.

This is not something I will likely start soon, and if it does start I probably wouldn’t be able to host it myself. Still, would anybody else be up for it?

* Actually I am immune to Dancer in the Dark now, thanks to Jon, but I can still inflict it on other people.

A-list? More like <i>F</i>-list! HA!

February 28, 2005 /

I was wondering when somebody would get around to this. Tycho weighs in about the sound and fury surrounding Jason Kottke’s idea that hey, people should donate lots of money to him so he can just do his “web log” all the time. Crucial to Tycho’s statement is the fact that, as I and all my cool friends know, webcomics have been doing the same thing for four years.

Yeah, yeah, bloggers are all USA Today thinks is important on the interweb, but some of us young rebels are actually into other kinds of sites! Nice lag time, new media.