Bad code is the first step towards good code — Let’s Make Things — Medium (via scriptsht)
This has been an on-going theme for me the last year and change. I must work harder to remember this. Baby steps.
(via journo-geekery)
Eee! Parks of Seattle is Dave Battjes’ attempt to give all of Seattle’s parks a logo. These are so great!
(via parksofseattle)
A Book By Its Covers: The Great Gatsby (T Magazine, via Coudal)
Some of the others are interesting, as an exercise, but I think none will ever win me away from the original. It is wonderfully Roaring Twenties-nearly-art-deco without being cliché and the type is pretty great (if you can ignore the “TS” kerning up there…).
A few of the alternate covers do that thing that makes me personally batty which is: giving the reader a face for the book’s characters. They’re drawings at least and not photos, but even so: do not want.
Um. So, it’s from Blomkamp, stars Matt Damon, Sharlto Copley, and Jodie Foster? Oh and Faran Tahir?
I mean, sure, I guess that’s a thing a studio would put together. ! So in.
One of my favorite stories about my Pops describes the extra TVs (little ones! It was the early ’80s, after all) he kept in the house that he might watch multiple football games Sunday mornings. My educated guess is the same set-up saw plenty of use through basketball season, too.
And here I am in my hotel room watching 2 different games on 2 different devices and it would be 3 but there’s no hockey for me tonight, every inch my father’s daughter.
That’s a pretty great photo.
thought i’d share a few photos from the #tumblrxgap geographer show i hosted at gap san francisco last week! got to meet the band, watch an awesome show with a really sweet crowd, and snapped a few photos of fashionable show-goers!
and don’t forget to check out my gap styl.d by calivintage festival fashion guide in honor of the event!
thanks so much to gap, tumblr, filter magazine, geographer, and sxsw!
I like this one a lot. Feels related to the early- to mid-’80s special event pre-rolls for tv specials. (:
Lots more where the above came from… (via It’s Okay to Be Smart)
Eyes on the Stars: Ronald E. McNair’s brother talks to StoryCorps about his brother. This is pretty wonderful, the walking sequence of 9-year-old animated Ronald is fantastic.
Alt Text: Taking Another Look at the Myth of the ‘Nice Guy’
Hee.
Maggie Stiefvater cracks me up the most; pondering lost pens.
Eddie Huang, talking with Francis Lam in Is it Fair for Chefs to Cook Other Cultures’ Foods? (found via 20 Things Everyone Thinks About the Food World (But Nobody Will Say) by way of A Young Lady’s Illustrated Primer)
He’s not wrong and—you won’t be surprised to know—has me thinking about my own preferences for certain foods—who’s making it, where am I eating it, who am I eating it with, etc.
Beyond food, Huang’s point gets at my own frustration with poor attribution (oh, Internet) and deep enjoyment of having context for a thing (e.g. a story; knowing more about the time and place, the person who wrote it, its original intended audience, etc).
Progress in 2012: 26 books. 2 more than last year! (:
I have given up scolding myself for continuing to buy books when there are 40+ perfectly good ones sitting in my bookcase—as vices go, buying books seems pretty mild, so I’ll take it.
The good news is reading on the bus is working really well for me, but I am loathe to read borrowed books on the bus as those books spend a lot of time getting pushed around and beat up in my bag.
Trying to hit a number for the year never works out for me, but! I still have 2 goals for 2013’s reading:
Here we go! Starting the year with The Fault in Our Stars (John Green) and Your Brain at Work, (David Rock).
Quentin’s World (via @jacqui)
Tarantino, as a director, frequently makes me angry. He uses such a specific combination of stylized & real violence that I lose the ability to use my words and end up treading water in a pool of “I hate that guy”—I’m looking right at you, Reservoir Dogs.
I can’t articulate what it is that gets under my skin so badly, but…I keep going back! I don’t know; his movies force me to think (about movies, stories, violence, etc.) in ways most movies don’t and I appreciate it even as I’m covering my eyes, trying not to hear the squishy sound after the bat makes contact.
Maybe I keep going back because when he does push the limits of whatever (which is always), it never seems to me like he’s pushing just for the fuck of it: he’s trying to get at something and whether the audience figures out what that something is is… immaterial? Which could be precious, but never plays that way to me at least.
