Archive for December, 2002
Fourteen Hours to San Francisco
MARC train to Washington DC, Metro to National Airport, walk around terminal wondering where the ATA desk is, walk the entire length of the airport to Old Terminal A, be told that ATA desk isn’t open yet, walk back to Terminal B, eat a too-sweet Cinnabon with a too-flat iced mocha, walk back the length [...]
Flying out from National
I still don’t call it “Reagan.” Standard token airport ceiling shot. Flying over the National Mall right after takeoff from National Airport. Photos taken with an Aiptek Mini Pencam 1.3MP SD.
Paper done
Paper done. Is an overview of weblogs, and brief discussion of the “death” of Kaycee Nicole vis-a-vis context of poststructural thought and the obliteration of the author-function in new media. Paper is named “Death of the Blogger,” a play on title of Roland Barthes’ essay “Death of the Author.” Drinking coffee and eating bagel now. [...]
Erap at the Healing Spring
Where else but in the Philippines can an ousted ex-president accused of massive corruption be temporarily excused from lawful incarceration to indulge in a “spiritual healing” ritual? Apparently he had to do the Stations of the Cross, bathe in the miraculous water of the healing spring, drink a glass of the stuff while saying Jesus’ [...]
Bitmaps on Bread
Hello Kitty toasters? How utterly useless is that beside the prospect of a web-enabled weather toaster which toasts the forecast right into the bread? (Link via Mike Lee)
Jesus Market
Jesus Market. (via poshlost) This is why I’m a stodgy traditionalist hymnal-holder.
Rating Praise Music
Rating Praise Music is a dream come true for me, the stodgy traditionalist hymnal-holder. I’ve always gauged most praise worship by the quantity of gratuitous first-person references, but the PPH (Profundities per Hour) scale is a much better, more holistic scheme with which one may cathartically nitpick the vacuities of modern praise music. Hallelujah! </satirical> [...]
Still in the Lab
Third night in a row working in the lab. Have gotten some sleep on the couch. Some. Six more pages to go. I’ve just finished the History of Weblogging, and am moving on to How Blogs Are Changing the Web. Spoke at length with Randall Packer over coffee this afternoon. He has some interesting and [...]
Who Died?
Website photo of morbid flower arrangement + Pastors’ names underneath = Who Died?
Your Love is Like the Sun…
It’s been years and years, but now that I have a blog, I can let my feelings out about it: Alamid’s “Your Love” was the absolute worst song I have ever heard. Ever. The lyrics read like Engrish, and the melody limps like a mangled dog. I hated that song. Hated it. So, uh, anyone [...]