it ain’t the quote but it’s what I heard.
And I so love this film. It feels like my mind.
Do you have tobacco?
Dead Man – Dead Amp
O fer krissakes.
AMC is running Jarmusch’s masterwork this secont, Dead Man, and OF COURSE I’m gonna stay up and watch it.
For which I owe thanks, as I learned that my %^&*#$!@ stereo amp has a channel out, godammit. God-dammit.
Ixaybichay: I am Nobody.
(That’s Gary Farmer, and he’s in the very excellent Smoke Signals, too.)
Warbussing
I had my interview in Redmond (no, not with a certain software behemoth) this afternoon and it went very well. Over pho the CTO showed and discussed the company’s product and I’m still very excited about it. I also found the CTO likeable and enjoyed our conversation.
On the way home, I couldn’t find the stop for the 545, which is the fast bus back to Seattle, so I took a 249 (a magic short bus!) to the Bellevue transit center. I killed time on the bus by firing up KisMAC, a stumbler that works with third-party wireless cards and drivers.
In the thirty minutes we drove though the suburban Eastside, skirting the shore of Lake Samammish, not once was I without wireless access for over a minute; sadly, I was unable to connect, but that may be a configuration problem with the app (it takes over from the default driver when you launch it).
KisMAC prompts you to save the results, and I did so – I’ll crunch the numbers and get back to you. Have your people call my people, and they’ll do lunch.
Seattle Weekly on suicide, Doyon
One Suicide Too Many: by Philip Dawdy
CYNTHIA DOYON meant business the morning of Aug. 5. She was cleaning out her desk at KUOW-FM and moving on after 24 years at the NPR station. The 48-year-old with a smooth, husky voice had been working part time on weekends as the host of The Swing Years and Beyond. For photographs, she dressed like a 1940s throwbackâchecked jackets and skirts, permed blond hair carefully parted to the side. Around the University of Washington campus, however, she was most commonly seen walking to the library wearing khakis and a windbreaker, Schlitz beer cap on her head, books in her arms.
Watching the persistent traffic to and heartfelt messages left on my two posts about Doyon’s death tells me that this article will certainly be of interest to many people. I have yet to read the piece, but I hope it helps to answer the many sad questions I’ve seen in my email inbox these past few months.
(After reading the piece: It’s good, and impassioned, and worth reading.)
Rest in peace, Cynthia: you are truly remembered with deep fondness.
Tom Paine's Ghost
Mr. Paine’s spirit is apparently distributing handbills on the streets of Seattle.
As a designer who has gleefully cribbed from the type design of other eras, I applaud this somewhat unrefined effort to employ eighteenth-century modes of type design. The lovely marbling is nothing more than street mud, which I believe truly finshes the piece.
front
reverse
handbill found at the intersection of Pine and 9th,
Tuesday evening, January 13, 2004
AvantGo on OS X
macosxhints – AvantGo is back on Mac OS X for USB Palm devices (via a third party project), plus a longish troubleshooting discussion. File under ‘next week, for sure.’
disconcerting
thingsmagazine.net is currently holding down the ‘best summary’ slot in my digital peregrinations, recently encoutered-ness not withstanding.
What better way to cement your audience’s love an appreciation than a straightforward namecheck? In the same graf as such august wonders as ask mefi and the mighty mighty b2, yet.
Thanks, things! What a nice way to turn in from the pub! (yes, pub – I revisited the site of the grey-haired barfly incident this night, an’ its’ gots a snug, an’ Watleys, an’ so forth. And the occasional tussle.)