iPad

Apr. 4th, 2010 12:20 pm
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No, I don't have one. But I am sold on one, where I wasn't in January, and will almost certainly buy one this year sometime. (The lowest-capacity 3G model looks most attractive to me.)

As [livejournal.com profile] xach recently noted, and many others have agreed, the iBooks app is beautiful. This alone would sell me on it. Even given the itty-bitty screen and sparse interface, the existence of Kindle for iPhone instantly made me fall head-over-heels sold on reading (and buying) books electronically. I have easily spent over $100, maybe $200 on downloaded electronic books in the past few months, and have many more freebies as well. The iPad's larger and richer interface is clearly much closer to the format that books want to be read in, and I in turn want to make my books happy.

I have read (or am still reading) all the books that I have bought this way. This is not the case with my personal library of paper books. And here is why: my library of electronic books is, in its entirely, in my pocket at all times. Wherever I am, when I want to read something, I can summon one of my books into my hand. It is real magic, friends.

But you know what really puts a fire in my heart over this? The fact that one of the first things I will do after acquiring an iPad is purchase a subscription to a daily newspaper. I am looking forward to reading a paper again, a real, smart, edited daily paper. I don't know which one yet, but any of the ones that have survived for this long (counting from when Craig's List pinched off their air supply) and which look and feel gorgeous on the iPad will do.

I last subscribed to a paper 15 years ago, when I was still a journalism student. Yes, thank you, I am well aware that nothing's been stopping me from subscribing to a newspaper since then. But a device like the iPad, to me, seems like such a more correct delivery vehicle for a daly paper than, um, paper. The reasons go from basic cleanliness and convenience to the potential for brilliant interactivity that a smart periodical with a modicum of subtlety can accomplish.

This device will help make me smarter, is what I'm saying, and that is very exciting.
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http://fjgallagher.wordpress.com/

Blog of Frank Gallagher, the dedicatedly brilliant personality who brought UMaine's student newspaper, The Maine Campus, to statewide prominence in the early-mid 1990s. He also made it an exciting place to work, enough to become the reason my undergraduate career took an extra year to complete.

Looks like he's joined the ever-growing crowd of people I know in Portland, ME, though he clearly keeps strong ties to his beloved San Fransisco.

In some ways he was the first real boss-slash-colleague I ever had, and I have been looking for this guy off and on for ages. He dropped me a LinkedIn invite just yesterday! I look forward to reading him once again.
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Excerpt from this past week's Gene Weingarten chat:
Alexandria, Va.: "We are heading for a period of indeterminate length where there will be insufficient eyes on our government, on business, and on the powers that be in, in general. Where official pronouncements will be accepted and printed as news. Where the heart-and-soul changing stories of human interest are going to remain unnoticed. I think it's bad, and I think it's going to take a while before we realize what we're missing."

Gene, you are so dead wrong about the effect of use of the Internet -- in fact, citizens are now armed with much more information about government, business and society than ever before. The only difference is that the WaPo, NYT and other major media are no longer the gatekeepers of information and have no monopoly on the questioning of authority. You should buy a copy of "An Army of Davids" and get ready for the new world.

Gene Weingarten: The army of Davids do not have people paid well to cultivate sources over years, people like Dana Priest, who will expose malfeasances via years of training as investigative journalists. With an army of Davids as protectors of the realm, I guarantee you Richard Nixon would have served two terms. Possibly succeeded by President Spiro Agnew.

_______________________

Gene Weingarten: I don't mean to overstate this, cause it sounds defensive, but: People who think we will be protected by bloggers really have no idea what they are talking about. David Simon made this point eloquently yesterday on WAMU.

He noted that when he recently broke a story about police malfeasance in Baltimore, he wasn't having to push past all the bloggers working the story.

This particular exchange has stuck in my head for several days. I find it very hard to dismiss, and rather chilling.
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Gene Weingarten is my favorite active print journalist because of features like this [warning: disturbing subject matter]. This story is as gripping and engaging a read as it is a hard one, dealing with a horrifying subject. (And it is very different from the violinist-in-the-subway feature he won the Pulitzer for last year.)

I was witness to his thinking about this topic out loud in one of his weekly washingtonpost.com chats some months ago, so I was able to take the subject in stride as I began the story. I still had the wind knocked literally knocked from me by the note it closes on. I strongly recommend reading the whole thing through.
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Ugh. I can't believe this is an AP headline.

"MIT coed with fake bomb 'art' arrested"

Problems here:
  • Co-ed is an outmoded term. I am pretty sure that the AP style guide explicitly stated this when I studied it over a decade ago. Do they make an exception for headlines? If so, what difference does it make what gender the person was?

  • There was no fake bomb. It was a sweatshirt modified to have a light-up message, and by all accounts one that the person frequently wore. But every other headline is saying the same thing, and such was the best general knowledge in the first few moments after the arrest, so I can give this a reluctant pass. I'll be pissed if it sez this in tomorrow's print newspapers, though.

  • I know that putting 'art' in quotes is ostensibly the headline writer saying that someone in the story is quoted as calling it art, but it ends up just sounding really snotty, as in my two year old kid could do that or whatever.
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Are you, or is anyone you know, a Wii owner living in Maine?

I just got a note from a Portland Press Herald reporter who'd like to speak to you-or-them. If you're interested, please comment and I'll hook you up.
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I'm guessing that it's bringing down the snark something fierce amongst those who are into that sort of thing, but I think that Time's Person of the Year choice for this year is actually quite clever and appropriate.

Summary: they chose "you", referring to the ever-increasing relevance of services like blogs, Wikipedia, and YouTube. To a great extent I hang my own life off of this whole concept, so who am I to object?

In some ways this is the other shoe, nearly 25 years in the dropping, to their famously choosing the personal computer as the PMotY in 1982. The cover of that issue featured a colorful and lively PC being used by a colorless, inanimate plaster-of-paris person. It would have been clever to pun on that old cover, visually showing how the tables had turned, but I guess that'd be hard to do nowadays without seeming exclusionary. So they went with a mirror inside of a YouTube-ish window instead.

It's kinda twee, but I like it.
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Steven Colbert presentation at the White House Correspondents' dinner. Rather long; if you're pressed for time, skip ahead to the "press conference" bit towards the end. Jaw-droppingly funny. It makes you wonder how he even got invited; did someone in charge of booking think he was an actual conservative comic? God love them, at any rate.

Also amazingly igry because of the lack of laughter throughout; strained chuckles, occasionally. For some reason a tossed-off line about how the glaciers will all melt away soon brought the house down. WTF?

But all the headlines about the dinner on Google News focused instead on Bush clowning around with an impersonator or some shit. Dur hur hur he can poke fun at himself what a guy. There is a rule of comedy here that I do not think is put into words often: like a sort of inverse of the rule that a member of a given ethnic group enjoys particular freedom to poke fun at that group, an individual person famous for being actively incompetent to global-disaster levels cannot poke fun at how dumb they are; that's better left for another comic to do. Because otherwise it sounds like they're making light of their own utter contemptibility, which sounds rather to me like gloating. And the thought of the president gloating sounds too much like me wishing to eat a puppy, so that I may then vomit the puppy onto him.
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Sad and interesting is Wikipedia's summary of wrong media reports about the Sago mine disaster.

From that article, I just now learned for the first time what really happened. My most recent information was that 12 of the 13 miners had survived, and that the ordeal ended days ago. I thought that I had slipped into an alternate universe this afternoon when I encountered several LJ posts today talking about the exact inverse of this statement.
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From an AP story on Aaron Sorkin criticizing GWB:

Sorkin, who was allowed to enter a drug treatment program last year instead of serving prison time for possession of cocaine and hallucinogenic mushrooms, said in the magazine that he believed Bush was handling the current crisis well and that "it's absolutely right that at this time we're all laying off the bubblehead jokes."

Drugs do not factor in any other part of the story -- at some point someone just decided to drop in this fact about the guy. It sounds like the writer pauses to lean in confidentially to say with a wink, "Oh, by the way, he's a convicted druggie, and, well, you know how they get." It reminds me about how we'd joke about adding the clause "noted Communist" after people's names, at the Campus. But it was a joke! Argh!

I feel this cuts both ways, by the way: I got steamed at the Globe when, covering some decision that pre-911 GWB was making, snuck in a reminder of his death-penalty record as governor, when the story's topic had nothing to do wiith capital punishment. Jeepers creepers.

Journalism

Jan. 25th, 2002 12:17 pm
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Bill Burkett just mailed me -- he found the silly con report I wrote that mentioned his talk (among many other things) from the XML 2000 Conference, over a year ago. He just wanted to express amusement, and say hi.

How wonderfully random... I actually know very little about this fellow or what he does, but still.

That reminds me: I got a call last week from a reporter who was interested in ComicsML. We gabbed for more than an hour about that and other cool XML applications, and I found myself plugging the book to the media for the first time. And caring how my name was spelled. (And Erik's.)


Good timing: ORA is publishing a book about SVG just as we're sending The Book off to production, and SVG is something that factors in greatly with two big projects I can't wait to dive into full-time for a while: ComicsML, and MIGS (the game system). Tasty stuff!
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Was up until 4 am writing. I really got into a state of mind that I don't think I've visited for years, feeling mental stimulation from the awareness of things coming together just slightly faster than the gradual drop of the deadline pendulum. The last time I remember giddiness and motivation coming from that particular race condition was during the summer of 1995, when I worked as a freelance writer for The Weekly, a free Bangor newspaper (in biz lingo, a "shopper"). I covered the Hampden Town Council meetings, and twice that summer managed to spin this off into separate feature stories that focused on strange and interesting things brought up at them... one about a horrible intersection with a highly expensive and highly broken stoplight, and another about the residential outcry against curbside recycling plans (cuz that would mean closing the drop-off depot, which lots of people used as a social hangout while pawing through each others' junk).

(Hmm... I wonder if I still have those stories on my hard disk? I'll have to check. The other day I came across, in my piles of stuff, a Xerox of one of my best pieces of student journalism, a feature about the University of Maine "drunk bus", a volunteer-operated van that shuttled party kids home from their party-kid parties, written "Cops"-style, talking to the drivers while riding around with them and witnessing a night's worth of shenanegans. And somewhere, unless I threw it away in my destructive stuff-purge before my move, is my portfolio of all my proudest Maine Campus clippings. I suddently hope I still have it.)

The bad news is that I'm gonna miss Mostly Looney Game Night tonight. Too much homework to do... gotta finish chapter 8, and edit chapter 1 (the latter at Linda's specific request, which is nice... schedule is too tight for Erik and I to combine talents within each chapter, like we were originally hoping, but she specifically wants me to help punch up this introduction that Erik wrote.)

From 4 am email to Erik and Linda:
I have never felt such recurrent short-term violent mood swings about 
anything ever as I have about this project.



Met with the Lab prof today. Very quick meeting, just chatting on a couch in The Cube for a bit before he had to run off to his next appointment. I think it went well, because he gave me some homework to do, and told me twice at the end of it to stay in touch and follow up with my opinions about such-and-such once I get a chance to play with it. Very cool. I have to say that I find encouragement in his statement that the sorts of projects I'm interested in pursuing address things that he feels are lacking in one of his group's major projects. (He also invited me to walk with him to his next appt. so that we could finish our conversation, which I also interpret as a positive sign.)

A side-effect of the meeting was that my preparation for it (which took the form of talking to myself (over coffee) during the half-hour walk between Chez Chestnut and the Lab) forced me to finally draft up a list of the projects I'd like to pursue, were I a grad student there. It turns out that many of the projects simmering on the back burner are perfect candidates for this list, once you realize how they might apply to the Lab's goals (or more specifically the goals of the specific research groups within the Lab that catch my interest). This is, in fact, awesome, and saves me a lot of worry, because I have no trouble talking at great length about all this stuff, to say nothing of the fact that viewing these personal projects in a new light spawns off all sorts of related ideas. Yay

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