Sorry for the shaky shot. That's about as good as I could do with an iPhone and The Palsy.
Tonight, on the eve of California Supreme Court hearings, I marched for the causes of equality and peaceful, respectful protest; and on behalf of my 4 siblings — all active LDS churchgoers, and all opposed to Prop 8. James, Matthew, Marilee, and Deanne: I love you and I'm proud to be your brother. Wish you could be here.
After I lounge around a while, soaking in the online inauguration festivities, I’ll be cleaning up Oakland with other Day of Service volunteers. Get on up! Celebrate and serve!
Mama Red Riding Hood
Taken on Museum Hill in Santa Fe where I get to spend another Thanksgiving. Now you know where I get my eyes.
I was born and raised in Salt Lake City, the bosom of the LDS Church. Though I left Mormonism over 10 years ago, I still feel a bond with the LDS people and culture, often defending them against friends or acquaintances who may not benefit from a former member’s experience and perspective.
My family is still very active in the Church with a strong faith in its teachings. Yet despite their leaders’ unusual call to campaign for California’s Prop 8, none of my four siblings or their spouses support the measure.
My winter months in Stockholm were filled with bitterness and gloom, fueled by self-imposed isolation and 4 hours of sunlight per day. The only cure was a mix CD full of cathartic music.
Here is the cover, sized for Jewelboxing's King Size cases. The art is a page ripped from a book I found at a Stockholm bar called The Library. Just discovered tonight that the dude is a Swedish boxer named Ingemar Johansson who won the World Heavyweight Championship in 1955. Fitting that the guy shares my middle name. He looks like I felt at the time.
Typeface: Refrigerator by Mark Simonson
For my family and friends who still struggle to understand the esoteric world of typography in which I live, you might get a step closer after watching these two short videos featuring FontShop’s founder: Erik Spiekermann. The first is from a ’80s-era BBC programme (no, Erik doesn’t sport the bow tie anymore) and the second is a clip from 2007’s hit documentary “Helvetica”. Besides being an award-winning graphic and type designer in his own right, Erik is an entertaining spokesperson for the field. He travels constantly, practicing design but also speaking to students and professionals around the world.
A disclaimer on the title: though I often endearingly refer to him as “my boss”, Erik hasn’t been a part of day-to-day operations at FontShop for years. Still, he continues to play an active roll in advising the company he founded. I feel honored to work with people I truly respect and admire. Here we are a couple weeks ago with other FontShop leaders at a meeting in Dwell’s San Francisco office:
Update: The FontShop blog editors, taken in May 2008:
Alec Coldwin
Despite many generous invitations, I kind of relished being ⬆ this guy today. See more of Chris Ware’s covers for The New Yorker »
claimID is a service that assists web freaks like me — who have profiles and content all over the internets — to claim and organize the pages that are theirs. This way, when someone googles your moniker, they see the stuff you deem most worthy of your good name.
I also hope it will help differentiate me from the gerontologist, Dr. Stephen Coles, who continues to gain PageRank due to that story last month about the dude who lived to 112 despite a diet of sausage and waffles.
Here's my claimID page and a live listing of the links thereon:
Just in case you didn't catch the meaning behind the title of this post, “the internet is a series of tubes”.
I rarely visit the teenybopper juggernaut known as MySpace. And not because of the kids. I love kids. I rarely visit because it is slow, the advertising is intrusive, and the user-customizable layout and piss-poor UI combine to form a horrific train wreck of gaudy page backgrounds, misalignment, side scrolling, and stinky sock odor. I'm all for personal expression, but thanks to MySpace’s glacial page loading and auto song loading, it takes me three weeks and a headache just to see what's up with my good compeers.
This is why you can usually find me at Flickr and Last.fm.
And now, Facebook, the cleanest, slickest, most usable social network (just ask the 10 million college students who have been using it exclusively for years) is open to all. I cordially invite you to join me over there:
Good day, MySpace. I said, good day!