When we were talking to the writer of this piece about Put This On in the Globe & Mail, I was delighted to learn a bit of inside info about my colleague Adam Lisagor. As a pre-school aged child, he wore, every day, what he called his “gentleman’s suit.”
It is pictured above, and it is my considered opinion that no further commentary is necessary.
I’m a rough rider Filled up with Christ’s love
[via misseffieb]
An’ on the furst day, tha Lawd created Earnhardt, and said “git er done”. [via Defective Yeti]
And because it’s not entirely clear, this is a real thing
Freedom of speech. The freedom to disagree. That’s what I think pretty much being an American represents.
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Will Phillips, an Arkansas 10-year old who refuses to recite the pledge of allegiance until gay people can marry, on what it means to be an American. Will has so far endured a substitute teacher, his school principle and plenty of taunting from his classmates for his simple protest.
There are plenty of reasons why students, or really anyone, for that matter, shouldn’t be reciting the pledge of allegiance, Will’s is as good as any.
Oh, where to begin.
Let’s start with the clock. It looks like there’s an analog and digital clock nice and big there, just in case your system clock just wasn’t good enough. The feature breakdown says “your system’s date and time are instantly displayed” for everyone who has a problem with time delayed clocks here in the 21st century.
And how about that ad? Yeah, it’s bigger than the video.
The video preview, that is, because, ostensibly, the entire point of this heap of failure is let you watch previews of your favorite shows and chat about those previews without ever leaving your desktop. Previews. In that tiny-ass video window.
And Microsoft LIVE and NBC Services are integrated right into the toolbar!? Well, where do I sign up. (I know for a fact that simply combining the incompetence of both NBC and Microsoft doesn’t necessarily have to end in sorrow, but it does take some work to keep from automatically sucking. Maybe NBC Communicator proves my point.)
Amazingly, the joke of a company that built this just closed on over $2M in funding.
Who’s idea was this? Who funded this? Who approved this? Why does that person continue to have a job?
I’m holding out hope that this is a 30 Rock joke.
The termination that’s going to be coming up is going to be a big problem for the record companies and publishers
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Greg Eveline, an entertainment law attorney, on the coming copyright time bomb set to destroy the music and publishing industries.
So, perhaps that’s a bit hyperbolic, or overly optimistic, depending on your perspective, but it certainly isn’t going to help two of the industries damaged most by the internet. A massive conglomerate that will hawk your wares to the teeming masses is less and less relevant today than it’s ever been and with news that musicians are actually doing just fine without record companies it may be time to finally let them die. Good riddance.
HTML-plus-regexp will liquify the nerves of the sentient whilst you observe, your psyche withering in the onslaught of horror.
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bobince, in part of what may well be the best Stack Overflow comment ever.
Have you tried using an XML parser instead?
66.135.33.106 www.techcrunch.com
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In the midst of the Marco/Merlin lovefest, Marco offers this wonderful gem to help avoid accidentally stumbling across the mindless pap of the internet. Heh. Techcrunch.
I highly recommend reading both posts, it’s a delightful tale of respect, admiration and doing things that matter.
they have a fantastic free open wifi network that operates somewhere in the 30-40Mbps range
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Leave it to @mathowie to nerd out about the wifi in his hospital while he’s awaiting prognosis on a growth on his brain.
Incidentally, it sounds like things are looking pretty good for everyone’s favorite internet superhero. Get better soon, Matt, we’re pulling for ya.
Thatcher has died
—Canadian Transport Minister John Baird, who texted that his 16-year-old cat, named for Margaret Thatcher, had shuffled off this mortal coil. The text was subsequently misinterpreted by members of parliament at a black tie dinner until the prime minister sorted it all out with a call to a somewhat confused Buckingham Palace.