The Exclamation Comma. “Just because you’re excited about something doesn’t mean you have to end the sentence.”
I am going to start writing with all of these now just as soon as I reprogram my keyboard…
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Long exposure photograph at Gemini North on Mauna Kea, Hawaii.
Source: cosmology, David Jeffery Site, Homer L. Dodge Department of Physics and Astronomy at the University of Oklahoma.
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12th May 2012
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My favorite cover of this song. Simply superb.
In an ideal world, no one would talk before 10 am. People would just hug, because waking up is really hard.
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This is a topological similarity network of 452 NBA players during the 2010-2011 season. Players (in circles) are connected to other players by edges (lines) based on how similar they are with regard to points, rebounds, assists, steals, rebounds, blocks, turnovers and fouls, all normalized to per-minute values in the 2010-2011 season. Further, the network is colored by a player’s points-per-minute average, with blue being low and red being high.
Source: Analytics Reveal 13 New Basketball Positions, Wired
More info: Redefining the Positions in Basketball, Muthu Alagappan Ayasdi Inc, Stanford University.
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While designing a Sherlock Holmes poster for a children’s theater group.
Client: You know how you have both Watson and Holmes? Just take out Watson and make Holmes bigger. Also, take out Sherlock’s hands.
Me: But then the notebook he’s holding will be floating…
Client: I can’t overstate how okay I am with a floating notebook.
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Let’s be honest, William, you’ve been out of ideas since Madonna week.
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thoughts on nicki minaj (& pop music in general).
A few weeks ago, a coworker decided to take over DJ responsibilities for the evening and played Nicki Minaj’s (then new) single “Starships” five times in a row.
Since that night, I’ve been trying to decide what I think about that song. It only seemed fair to think about it for a little while; after all, it has a strangely catchy chorus.
However, the only conclusion I can come to is that “Starships” is downright terrible. This song deserves awards for how awful it is. I’ve never understood the appeal of Nicki Minaj, which is perhaps my first issue, but I’m struggling to find anything redeeming about the way the song was put together.
Moments like these make me wonder what future civilizations will think about our generation’s music. Someone in the future will look at our top 40 charts and use those to understand society in the first decades of the 2000’s. What the hell will they be thinking when they listen to LMFAO’s “Sexy and I Know It,” recovered from some long-discarded iPod?
Of course, it is infinitely more likely that there is nothing wrong with music today (the existence of fantastic bands such as Of Mice and Men and Elbow prove that); rather, there is something wrong with me for bothering to care what future civilizations will think about the most popular songs of these decades.
