Image via CrunchBase I wrestled for 2 years when I was in elementary school. I was never all that good at it, but I did manage to win a few matches. Mostly, I only remember trying to sit against a wall in an invisible chair. We were supposed to put …
Image via Wikipedia I guess I might as well go on the record for stating that the future of networks is in scraping. I know that some people are calling it the social graph and the power of the connections and links and liking and all of that, but I …
Money, time and opportunity. That is the short answer. The slightly longer answer is that we squander pretty much anything that we can get our hands on. I squandered a great deal of my life hoping that time would allow me to opt out of boredom and uselessness. It did, …
I think that the single greatest innovation in the history of creative work was the undo button. The ability to go back to what was before and not have to look at the mess you have made of what you started is just beautiful. Just as some people believe code …
I once spoke with my best friend’s mother at a choir concert when I was 12. We had just listened to Barbara Ann and then we talked about the Beatles. I didn’t know anything about the Beatles, though, because my mother was a nonconformist as a teenager and she didn’t …
Image via Wikipedia Kurt Vonnegut is the first author that I ever truly loved. It started with Hocus Pocus and Slaughter House Five, but it really matured when I read his short stories in Welcome to the Monkey House. In each one of his longer works I could see him …
My son looks just like me, or at least so I am told. He has bigger eyes and a rounder nose, but other than that, there is a striking resemblence that would never leave someone confused about his paternity. I am told that this resemblence in young children to the …
Image by Getty Images via @daylife We have been warned all of our lives that things that seem too good to be true, probably are. This healthy sense of skepticism is bred into us at very young age. This is done so that we don’t go home with strangers and …
Everyone who is touched by death but cannot make it better on their own. Anyone who understands the grieving process but can’t see any movement along it. All who formerly had a complete circuit but now are left holding on to some dead pieces of wire.
I was told by a coworker the other day that computers don’t know how to tell time. Specifically, they have no idea when something will finish downloading, rendering, or installing. They make fictitious estimates based on arbitrary data and they recalibrate every half-second. In other words, their ability to predict …