Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Progress Rocks
A young woman in my office sent around a link to this video yesterday, with this message:
"Considering what most of us do all day, I thought this was hilarious."
I'm assuming it was "hilarious" to her, b/c she--like most of us at Imagination Publishing--sits around all day creating custom content for websites and blogs and magazines, most of which is produced for consumption in a Web browser. It also shows someone using a rotary-dial telephone and placing the handset into a weird-looking cup-holder in order to receive information from another computer far, far away.
The whole thing is funny to me for a different reason: I actually remember all this stuff. (I also remember Atari, Pong, Jane Fonda fitness videos, and rainbow-colored toe-socks.)
As a part-time sports reporter at the Arkansas Democrat in the late 1980s, I used the same computers seen in this S.F. Examiner newsroom, and I used the same kind of cup-holder for the handset in order to transmit breaking news from the Saline County fair back to the Democrat newsroom.
I also remember a job at a public affairs firm in 1996. We all had computers on our desks, and we all had separate, dial-up modems we used to access a service called Lexis Nexis for research. We did not have email until one of our clients (AT&T) insisted we sign up, so we could transmit documents between our office in Little Rock and their office in Dallas.
And, here I sit, 13 years later, embedding a YouTube video in a blog post, like it's nothing.
I ask you, what is more exciting that progress that moves so fast, you actually know you're witnessing it, and even making it happen just by participating?
It's awesome.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Breaking Bad News with Baby Animals
My colleague, Doug Kelly, just showed me a copy of this book. Sick humor, if you like that sort of thing. I do. http://ping.fm/gqcEq
Read more...Monday, November 10, 2008
First Responders
One of the best things about my north-facing window here at work is the ability to hear and see the city-sights/sounds on the street six floors below.
Several times a year, new recruits from the Chicago Police Department or the Chicago Fire Department run as a group down Fulton Street (today, it was the guys from the CFD). Usually they're shouting or chanting something in unison, military-style. I always hear them when they're about half-a-block away, so I have time to get to my window and watch them running by.
Several years ago, it was a pleasant amusement for a single woman. Now, I'm thinking that my three-year-old son would find the whole thing really, really cool because they're all wearing matching shirts and they're usually followed by a squad car or a fire department car.
Funny how things change. :-)
Monday, October 20, 2008
So. Wrong.
A really, really pregnant Amy Pohler raps with the best. And shoots a moose.
All the mavericks in the house, put your hands up.
All the plumbers in the house, pull your pants up.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/39808/saturday-night-live-update-palin-rap