1. Today’s haircut:
Get to the barbershop. It’s packed. There are 4 barbers: Nice guy, Nice guy, Nice (and cute) girl…angry man arguing about Israel, Palestine, Syria and complaining about how he’s tired and his back hurts. GUESS WHICH ONE GEORGE GETS? Yup.
2. Bughouse. Geek pedantry. “And you’re surprised?!?”
3. Overheard in the Google Plex:
dude: “Hey, do you know where the nearest printer/fax machine on this floor is…George?”
me: “No, I, uhh, don’t, I don’t wo-…did you just call me George?”
dude: “Ya, you’re George, I looked at your badge. Look, I’m Will, see” as he brandishes his badge.
me: “Oh, don’t do that. that’s weird…but ya, I don’t work on this floor. I don’t know where the printers are.”
4. In a world was quite good.
Also: Thursday drinks. Carbon confusing my bed for a litter box. Stupid broken knee. Glass experience center. New laptop bag. Beach. Rippers. Rockaway Taco. Rainy rainy NY. Sleeping on the couch. 1Q84 like woah. Hypochondria. Oy. More Carbon fluid issues. Trip planning. Wedding month. Lean/Lien. Oy.
I take this shit too personally.
Subject: Your Table Capture Review
"Mainly useful if you are constantly on some data-intensive pages, like stock listings."
This is a silly question, but what would Table Capture have to do to get a 5-star review? haha, I mean - it’s an extension that states that it captures tables from websites…and in your review you say essentially “Meh, it’s only good for capturing data…like stock data from websites”.
Just curious. Also, apologies for the unsolicited e-mail.
This kid Aaron Schwartz died recently. I didn’t know him. “So it goes” is all I can say, but this woman said a lot of wonderful things about him and their relationship. She said it here. Also, she posted this poem:
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
–W. H. Auden
Urban Exploration Safari
SO…I did this thing. I did this thing where I went to a seminar on trespassing in an old, rickety warehouse loft in Gowanus. They were basically teaching the room of white yupsters how to trespass effectively.
The guys were responsible for this great heist thing.
- ID = good - if they can ID you, see that you’re not a felon, they won’t have to take you downtown.
- Looking like a ninja = bad - Hide in plain sight.
- Climbing bridges = bad - there are special laws about this.
- Detroit Action Squad has a great set of guiding principles.
- PRESERVE THE STORY
Preserve the story. I love that.
One of the best parts of the experience was that afterwards, we sort of did some rooftop exploration of the warehouse the event was in AND GOT YELLED AT for trespassing. HAH.
Okay. I’d like to copy ‘n paste in a passage about privileged yupsters, but I’ll have to wait for the wanderlust guys to get back to me with that.
I liked this. You may too, dear reader.
Russell Westbrook Aint the Only Russell.
This is the love/hate/love/hate of Russell Westbrook: 6-18, 3-5 on 3-pointers, 8-10 on foul shots, 13 rebounds, 8 assists, 7 steals, 8 turnovers.
I love to hate the man.