October 5th, 2010


Charon Paul

I believe society would be better off if we had a rule whereby nothing would be awarded "Product of the Year" for whatever kind of product they are unless they actually have already been released. This should apply for everything from cars to videogames.

Also, I was a bit surprised to hear about a patent lawsuit filed by Microsoft against Motorola for things related to Android.. but it's hard for me to have too much sympathy for google given that they patented (the relatively obvious combination) MapReduce. Maybe it's stupid to have symapthy for companies to begin with.

People of Pittsburgh, I would appreciate if one of you might give me a ride to/from IKEA (I need to possibly get a new bed cover) this week. Also, if any of you have any of the following things I have loaned out (I wish I remembered to whom), I would appreciate getting them back sometime:Collapse )

I'm a bit excited about Portal 2 coming out in a few months. It's a little thing, but it's terribly cute to see the animated character demoing game features swing their hands up as they're about to exit a room.

Geert Wilders is on trial. If this case were held in the US, or viewed by typical Americans, the conclusion would be pretty simple. The issues are much more complex by the broad sensibilities of much of the rest of the world.

  • Current Music
    Cyndi Lauper - I Drove All Night

Pontus Persei

On some good advice, I recently ordered and received Marjane Satrapi's 「Persepolis」 (not the version in that link though - found a "complete collection" version). The art style isn't one I'd normally like, but the faces are very expressive and the story is incredible. I started to page through it before getting back to work today, and had a very tough time putting it down (helps a bit that I paged from the middle) - I hesitate to put it this way, but it looks like it may be good on the level of Art Spiegelman's Maus.

It's kind of nice to have sore legs a lot of the time; I've been enjoying pushing myself with runs and bike rides recently. I think in the past, the practicality of the bike generally took precedence over the fun of it, and in this recent re-biking the fun is taking the lead role (although the practicality is darned nice too).

T'd'O folk have often called me 「Cowboy」 because of the large Jewish/Cowboy hat I used to wear (stopped when I started biking, still trying to figure out how to safely bring my hat with me when I bike). Today's receipt had a handwritten extension of Porto (I usually get Portabella Sandwiches + Pesto - Onions) into "Portabella Cowboy". I rather like that title. Riding through the plains, rustlin' up wild mushrooms... Sounds romantic.. and fungusy.

Having briefly looked at some of the beginning of that comic now, I find it strange that, as far as I can tell, it's mainly Disney that keeps the grandeur of the idea of monarchy alive in the United StatesCollapse )

If you don't mind being outraged or bummed out, this may make you quake with anger.

It amuses me that I now think of CDs as being as much packaging as the boxes they come in - I am a bit sad to realise it though, because a lot of the CD covers and cases I have are rather attractive, and it's neat that the musicians (or their publishing company) put some time into making a look. Still, at best I rip them once and put them, cute booklets and fold-out sections, occasionally fantastic art, in a box with the rest of the 20% of CD cases I save, the others heading straight to the trash once their data is scooped out. I imagine there have been many cases of little art forms being lost when production or use patterns shifted. (Oh, another thing to recommend, which is also Persian-ish - in this Amazon order, 「NiyazのNine Heavens]」 - at some point I'll have to check out their predecessor band, 「Axiom of Choice」.

Apart from really liking the music, I find the tracks that are in Parsi to be really beautiful; daydream: invention of a spoken language so beautiful (not necessarly so simple, not necessarily beautiful on just a surface level, but dynamic and clever-feeling) that entire cultures adopt it for that reason alone. A language that, once heard, makes a return to what we speak now feel crude, that inspires in us a thirst to explore its complexity, that feels right wrapped around our tongues, that takes our ideas out to dance and a dinner; reminds them of what they always wanted to be.