The Longest Now

Donald Wilson, RIP. And some sugar in action.

Death and Interfaces …

Wikipedia Brown gets his world wikified, while solving another pesky mystery!   everytopicintheuniverseexceptchickens, dot com! 

What more is there to say, really? 
At least the whole Colberrorism debacle has died down.

Two gems from the bee …

A behind-the-scenes look at a sugarized and beautiful tamtam.

Also : sugar itself, and abiword.

Sugartam lights up the night …

Threatening to break my longstanding bachelor existance, m[ai]k[oa] offer one cross-cultural otaku’s links to the past and a tracing of another’s roots.

Cultural connections …

Les Zittrain has some good movie advice out there.   Laura Z Eisenberg (nee Zittrain?) has done a fine bit of work on Arab-Israeli peace.  Apparently the Zittrain clan likes to write…  but do they like open access asbestos mesothelioma lawyering?  NB: Jeff Zittrain on drums, Johnatan on backup vocals.

Les Zittrain has good movie advice.   Laura Z Eisenberg (nee Zittrain?) put out a fine bit of work on Arab-Israeli peace.  Apparently the Zittrain clan like to write…  but do they like generativity in tobacco lawsuits?  Jeff Zittrain is still on drums.

Ok.  I’m roughly done with SEO for the moment.  Update, one day later: the less digital Zittrain’s are sliding up a few slots on the old G’ometer.

Les Zittrain has some good movie advice out there.   Laura Z Eisenberg (nee Zittrain?) a fine bit of work on Arab-Israeli peace.  Apparently the Zittrains like to write…  but do they like open access asbestos mesothelioma lawyering?  Jeff Zittrain on drums, Johnatan on backup vocals.

Ok.  I’m done with SEO for the week.

Faces of humanity: Noah and Me make two of the four most-viewed vids of all time.
YouTubers.   A kick of life, a facet of life, to perfection…

Minnesota: one step at a time… 

One of these days, I need to track down Ezra Keshet and take him to see Borat with me. To the subject: Andrew Lin, web advisor to the film, is a genius. If someone can find me a photo of Mr. Lin, I will be grateful.  Please note: 20th Century Fox didn’t recognize this, and “scaled down the opening [weekend] after its market research suggested Borat wasn’t grabbing viewer interest.”  I wonder if they cared about his 300k myspace friends, and their word of mouth.

The film itself has some long minutes of complete genius, a few moments of extraordinary cameo acting,
and a few pieces with poor cameos and that are childish compared to the
best parts of the film.  Best of all, it doesn’t make the kinds of
sloppy plot, pacing, or ambient mistakes that sometimes afflict films
done by the numbers by a committee of experts.  I might have caught
some staged pieces, but there wasn’t a cue card out ofsight.

I suppose that much of the reason for the abundance of set pieces (as compared to real pieces wreaking havoc and embarrassment) is the weight and bulk
of modern film gear.  Once we have publicly available crude production
gear that can be hidden on the regular clothes of a few people in the
vicinity, without looking like a film crew, this rich and twisted art
can flourish further.  Of course Andy Kaufman and the Yes Men managed quite well without a film crew at all… but found it hard to gross $30m a weekend or get Pamela Anderson involved.  Good news for fans of the genre: there’s another one slated for next summer.

Question: what physical dimensions must one consider when making a custom wife sack?

Question:
what are Trey Parker and Matt Stone thanked for in the closing credits
— for inspiration, help with pulling off reality pieces, help with
casting?  Inquiring minds, &c., &c.

Andrew Lin is a genius …

One of these days, I need to track down Ezra Keshet and take him to see Borat with me. To the subject: Andrew Lin, web advisor to the film, is a genius. If someone can find me a photo of Mr. Lin, I will be grateful.  Please note: 20th Century Fox didn’t recognize this, and “scaled down the opening [weekend] after its market research suggested Borat wasn’t grabbing viewer interest.”  I wonder if they cared about his 300k myspace friends, and their word of mouth.

The film itself has some long minutes of complete genius, a few moments of extraordinary cameo acting, and a few pieces with poor cameos and that are childish compared to the best parts of the film.  Best of all, it doesn’t make the kinds of sloppy plot, pacing, or ambient mistakes that sometimes afflict films done by the numbers by a committee of experts.  I might have caught some staged pieces, but there wasn’t a cue card out ofsight.

I suppose that much of the reason for the abundance of set pieces (as compared to real pieces wreaking havoc and embarrassment) is the weight and bulk of modern film gear.  Once we have publicly available crude production gear that can be hidden on the regular clothes of a few people in the vicinity, without looking like a film crew, this rich and twisted art can flourish further.  Of course Andy Kaufman and the Yes Men managed quite well without a film crew at all… but found it hard to gross $30m a weekend or get Pamela Anderson involved.  Good news for fans of the genre: there’s another one slated for next summer.

Question: what physical dimensions must one consider when making a custom wife sack?

Question: what are Trey Parker and Matt Stone thanked for in the closing credits — for inspiration, help with pulling off reality pieces, help with casting?  Inquiring minds, &c., &c.

Andrew Lin is a genius …

Wil Shipley shows his hand full of trump, in brilliant form.

Shipley. Wil Shipley. …

A lovely project around Cambridge has poetry encoded in numeric code.  When the poem is good, this leads to a lovely sensation of just learning to read for the first time while decoding the poem, if you start from the beginning; so the meaning of the poem settles in one word at a time.

I also have to thank this ‘cambridge codex’ project for choosing an awesome name (being partial to codices myself), and for introducing me to a delightful caesura-filled sonnet by Danielle Georges.

how
to play godzilla: imagine
Danielle Legros Georges

each
sand-grain on the baseball field: a man
woman, or child; each grass-blade: a building,
a bank, a school before the war; your hands
turned reptilian; your dorsal fin filling in;
each scale a stunning; grey plate of armor.
Shake yourself from the sea