…would like to see an artistic reperesntation of some of their favorite characters.
Archive for May, 2004
Stop wasting time
Monday, May 31st, 2004Anyway, why I am I watching such things?
I’m dodging the fact that my house looks like a total disaster area: towels, sheets, ironing boards, trash, 3 weeks of laundry.
I need to undo all of that with a severe quickness. Am I meditating on how to attack this problem, no I’m doing this, and I’m considering playing some serious playstayshun.
Blog backload…and the couple Newsom
Monday, May 31st, 2004I’ve been travelling, having visitors, and attending to something else….
The issue that comes to mind in my first moment to sit down is.
Is that Kimberly Guilfoyle-Newsom, assistant DA and wife unto mayor of San Francisco Gavin (Flat-Top) Newsom offering her advice and perspective on the R. Kelly case on MTV?!!?
Actually seeing the Mrs. K G-N (I never went in for this hyphenation gig, the aesthetics are all wrong) on MTV is not so strange - she’s occasionally popped up on Fox News. Nonetheless, I thought she was trying to leverage her career and marriage to becoming a telepundit, not an MTV personality.
Come to think of it, on the first proofread, I’m more inclined to say:
What the hell is MTV doing giving a legal wrap up on R. Kelly’s legal issues?
Anyway, many San Franciscans enjoy the sport of speculating about the Lady Macbeth-like machinations of KG-N.
- KG-N wanting to become media.famous, resting incontentedly upon the prestige of being married to a mere supervisor, drove Gavin to pursue a mayoral career.
- Incontent with his merely being the mayor of the Crowned Gem of the Pacific she drove him into the national limelight, making him make the stance on gay marriage that would get him on all the news networks.
- etc…
Now she cavorts with SWAY and JOHN NORRIS on MTV in her frilly sweaters and full lips..becoming the Britney Spears of the law world!
BayAreans: Are we snobs?
Sunday, May 23rd, 2004Some researchers seem to think so.
Just because we live in the gravitational well of the greatest city in the world, does that mean we have to be snobs about it?.
Maybe it’s not SF which is snobby, it’s simply snobby people that are attracted there.
I would also like to modify the POV expressed in the article, the folks in Daly City and the South Bay are salt of the earth kinda good folk.
Going back to Houston
Wednesday, May 19th, 2004I’m going back to Houston tomorrow. My friend Matt is getting marriend there.
I’m not a fan of Houston in the summer (or in most seasons) but it will give me a chance to see mom, dad, sis, friends, El Imperial (and the frightened geriatrics at the Luby’s next door), Mike, and my old roommates.
Cell Phone Woes
Wednesday, May 19th, 2004Sign #100101 you might live in Silicon Valley:
The full market captialization of all the businesses in a 10 mile radius of your house exceeds the GDP of many small nations, but in those selfsame nations’ wireless service is so much more advanded such that you can actually drive 2 miles and not lose your signal.
Something special happened last Sunday
Wednesday, May 19th, 2004But I can’t tell you about it just yet. It’s why I’ve not been posting.
I will post about it soon.
Watched Step into Liquid
Sunday, May 16th, 2004Yet another Surf documentary with amazing surf camerawork.
In the middle of it they used the word wahine. I looked up the meaning at the Hawaiian dictionary and found out that wahine means “queen”.
I love looking about in the vicinity of words I look up…I’ve learnt so much from that.
Moe - same as Hanama’i (only go more slow so the wahini she enjoy also)
Hanama’i being a term for the activity whereby little Kamali’i (children) are created.
The movie was just great, talking about the great brotherhood of those who ride the waves. They also showed some great footage of Costa Rican surf — that looks like a nice summer adventure…
British Museum
Saturday, May 15th, 2004I spent yesterday wandering about London downtown. I hopped the tube from Heathrow and headed the many (many, many) stops down into the centre of Swinging London. With the iPod of doom fully charged I plowed through a pizza at Pizza Hut, read Eastern Standard Tribe, and was then left wondering what to do with my time.
Being that this is my second time to London, I have hit all the requisite MUST DO tourist sights, so I was free to add to the rosters something that has often been praised to me but up to that point had been left unvisited: The British Museum.
Roaming room to room one sees all sorts of wonderful exhibits and displays. About halfway through my exploration I came to believe that there is something fundamentally different about the Brit. as opposed to the musea I visited in Spain recently. It was somehow bigger in execution and semiotic power. I shall devote the rest of this post to trying to figure out what the Brit has that others do not.
The large building crowns some prime real estate near Oxford High Street. It is surrounded by fairly twisty roads and has an open plaza for its main entrance. Students and curators on smoke-break litter the area and one enters the grand entrance.
From here you can essentially follow a path through the eastern wing or the western wing, if you go streaight ahead you run smack into the gigantic domed Reading Room (famous for being the site of the inking of das Kapital). The rooms are full of archeological artifacts, ancient mosaics, mummies, telescopes, and ancient Egyptian statues.
Now If you go to a Museum of Modern Art, you know that you’re going to see modern art. If you go to the Rijksmuseum or The Prado, you know you’re going to see priceless masterworks of a certain type.
If you said, what do all those Velazquez, Picasso, etc. works all add up to (in the case of the Prado ) you would simply say “a museum”.
But is there anything grander that they all add up to? No, those collections say “this is what the government of this country thinks is appropriate to have in a mueum bearing this nation’s name”.
In short, the collection of objects in these, I fully grant, fine and amazing musea, makes no meta-collection statement.
The British Museum is different, in aggregate all the rooms and everything that fills them becomes a tribute to knowledge and its dissemination.
In this the Brit is quite revolutionary, amazing even. It is a sharp departure from the rather pedestrian linearity of single-threaded musea like a “van Gogh” or a “Dali” or Prado.
On first contrary consideration there would seem to be counterexamples. One could ask, in response, “Are there not fine musea which collect scientific tools and implements: the “Naturalis” in Leiden, The Netherlands, certain wings of The Louvre, the Exploratorium in San Francisco? Are these not statements about knowledge?”
Indeed, but if one takes the case of the Naturalis or the Exploratorium, we return to the “single-threaded” model. Basically you say, instead of putting these paintings in a closet, we have put them in this well-lit building. In the case of “single-threaded” musea, you could use “van Goghs, Miros, scientific edutainment apparatus, ancient microscopes, etc.” It’s thematically singular.
The Brit differs because its theme is only perceived in consideration of the whole.
So we’re left with the Louvre and the Brit as being, very justifiably, multi-threaded musea. On one hand I’m tempted to rule out the Louvre on the grounds that it’s simply too big, they’ve basically jammed 3 single-threaded musea in one and thus defenders could say “Lo, The Louvre is multi-threaded”.
It was chocked full of interesting scientific apparatus, ill-gotten specimens from colonies / dominions. It’s really a very modern museum, thematically, and it communicates many, many modern social arcs: things about mass-communication (engravings on ancient Egyptian statues), literacy (gigantic freaking reading room and cuneiform imprints),
All of the rooms in the Brit say: This is how humans learn: reading, conquering, and cataloging artifacts. It is a pean to technology and mankind’s learning capability.
The mysterious lore of Linux Chicks
Saturday, May 15th, 2004It has been long rumoured that there are beautiful computer savvy chicks in the wild.
Well Mutual of Omaha hasn’t quite presented a comprehensive 48 minutes of such facts and I’ve only recently encountered one meself (pr0pz to Leigh, fast on the trail of her quarry, C#).
But when reality fails, what can’t Photoshop give us (WARNING: Possible ‘artistic nudity’ [ Europeans and Californians won’t be shocked ])?
Or if you prefer a less OS-biased and ASCII artistic feat.