Some subeditor changed his review, so he wrote them a letter:

the sentence you left me with is shit, and is not what i meant. Why would you change a sentnece aso that it meant something i didn’t mean? I don’t know, but you risk doing it every time you change something. And the way you avoid this kind of fuck up is by not changing a word of my copy without asking me, okay? it’s easy. Not. A. Word. Ever.

And of course, subeditors respond:

None of this, however, can excuse your nasty, bullying, “know your place, you insignificant little fuckwit” e-mail. Yes, it’s funny, in a way that pieces that use “fuck”, “shit” and “cunt” so liberally often can be, but, please – someone made a mistake. They surely had no intention of sabotaging your deathless prose. So you don’t like what happened to your piece – have a word with your editor. The hapless sub will no doubt already have been soundly thrashed and had their dictionary privileges removed.

I just love how they both sign their letters with “All the best”.  I have to use that more often.

How You Can Tell That There Is No God; Or, If There Is, That He Hates You

You wake up at 8am on a Sunday morning and you reach for the last coffee pod in your apartment.  As you approach the coffee machine, you drop the pod on the table, and it rolls off the table into the most inaccessible section of your kitchen.  To access this part of your kitchen, and retrieve the increasingly important coffee pod, you have to move the table; a feat that should only be attempted after you are fully awake.  Oh the irony.

Parodies Bob Dylan’s classic “Subterranean Homesick Blues”.

The song, by itself, isn’t funny.  The video is killer once you realize that each line is a palindrome.

Apparently jellyfish have arrived in the NYC area earlier than expected.  I had no idea we get jellyfish.

On Monday, a steady stream of jellyfish undulated in the olive-colored water of the Hudson River between 79th and 98th Streets, where the swimmers had encountered them the day before. Their centers shifting up and down with the light tide, they were about six inches in diameter and looked like large floating paper cupcake wrappers stained in the center with red icing.

I love how the description of the water is “olive-colored” and the jellyfish are compared to cupcakes wrappers with icing.  Comparing bad things to food make them seem less menacing, especially good food like olive oil and cupcakes.  Mmmm…cupcakes.

The fast-food chain is also developing what it calls BK Fresh Apple Fries. The red apples are cut to resemble french fries and are served in the same containers as fries, but they are not fried and are served skinless and cold.

How sad is it that we have to make healthy foods look like unhealthy foods to appeal to kids?

Why yes.  Yes they did.

Advertising Is Getting Ridiculous

Got two slices of pizza tonight. One broccoli and mushroom, and one pepperoni. When I was presented with the box, I was a little surprised.

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As I was walking home, I began to think about what the pizza shop gets for using advertising on their boxes…most likely, free boxes. That made me think that the pizza should cost a little less since they don’t have to pay for the boxes anymore, but then I remembered that costs get passed on to the consumer, not savings. I guess it really doesn’t matter that there is advertising on the boxes, other than it’s just another example of us being bombarded by advertising.

And the worst part…Verizon FiOS isn’t even available to me.

Update: Looks like I might be able to get FiOS sooner than I thought.

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Apple’s App Store Doesn’t Understand Its Customers

So I’m browsing around the Apple App Store looking for a cool game for my iPhone, and I’m reading some reviews about a few games when I notice that the App Store allows people to sort of review the review. At the end of each review is a simple question: “Was this review helpful?” followed by clickable “Yes” and “No”. To the far right of the review title, it tells you how many people found the review helpful. The problem is that it thinks App Store users are “listeners”, when I’m pretty sure they’re “users”.

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A song from the Music Store. 2247 “listeners” found the review helpful.

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A movie from the Movie Store. 456 “viewers” found the review helpful.

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An app from the App Store. 18 “listeners” found the review helpful.

I guess someone copied and pasted code from the Music Store and never made the change?

Close-Up Photo: Popcorn

Close up photo of popcorn

“I keep thinking how could I have not known it was there?” Miss Hawkins said. “I will certainly be checking my bras every morning from now on.”

Nominee for Facepalm Moment of the Year.

Close-Up Photo: Self Portrait

Close up photo of me

A viral video that’s actually worth it.  Great idea, excellent execution, beautiful music.

You can see the maker’s website, and Jim Walsh has an article about the people behind it.

Favorite moment…in Paris when one of the participants slips and falls on the run in.

Note: I linked to the Vimeo HD version (because YouTube quality sucks); turn it off if it’s too jerky on your computer.

He rolls around on a skateboard and captures the moment when people look and say to themselves, “whoa”.

A Tale of Two Internets

Several days ago I was trying to figure out the elevation of an elevation marker near my apartment.  I couldn’t read it off the marker itself, so I scoured the Internet to see if I could find a topographical map of Manhattan. No matter what I searched for, or where I searched, I couldn’t find a map that displayed what I was looking for.  I got tons of topographical maps for sale, but that really wasn’t what I wanted.  After trying for what seemed like days (in actuality, it was 63 minutes), I broke down and asked my father if he had any idea on where to look, or even if he could look next time he was in or near the library. Less than a day later, he e-mailed me back with an answer to my question.  He had gone to the NY Public Library and found the answer to my query in a matter of minutes using nothing more than the map room and a verbal question (thanks Dad).

In contrast, the first published collection of the plays of one William Shakespeare of Stratford-upon-Avon is generally known as the “First Folio”. It was published in 1623 and of the roughly 1,000 copies produced, about 230 are known to be in existence. In 2001, Christie’s auctioned one of the two still in private collections for over $6 million. Next to the Gutenberg Bible, it’s probably the most famous printed book in history. The NY Public Library has a copy, but access to it is limited to researchers “who demonstrate a need to use this irreplaceable material”, which is why I would probably never be able to see it. However, thanks to the University of Victoria, a scanned copy of a First Folio can be browsed online, in all it’s glory; and unlike the printed facsimiles available in bookstores, the resolution of the web copy at the large size is very, very good, and you certainly can’t beat the price.