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Thursday, Jan 04, 2001
If you have a conversation with someone face-to-face, you're meeting with them, but if you have a conversation over the phone, you're speaking with them. This is understandable because speaking is a subset of meeting, and there are forms of interaction in a meeting, such as body language, visual presentation, etc., that don't occur in a telephone conversation.
So what about the area in between? If you 'meet' someone online, the word meet usually signifies the initiation of contact, rather than a specific instance. If you start talking with someone in a chat room or instant messaging service, you've 'met' them, but if you made first contact through email or telephone only, you've simply 'spoken with' them. What about videophones? What about the person with whom you've spoken dozens of times on the phone and electronically, but 'finally meet in person'? What does it actually mean to meet someone, and how can you meet someone for the first time if you've already spoken with them so many times? Just something I'm thinking, and thus blogging, about this morning... Thursday, Jan 04, 2001
When Mac OS X is ready for a beta release, Jobs stands up in front of thousands (and millions on the net) proselytizing about the 'next big thing,' posters go up, people gawk, yearn and ask their friends if they know anyone who has it yet. T-shirts are sold, stickers are passed out, and shrinkwrapped boxes are ready to be bought, and pundits bet on how much Apple will spend in Akamai fees and satellite time to put on the major media event to announce the rollout of the first 'complete' version.
When Linux 2.4 goes out the door (a release that has almost as many people waiting just as eagerly) Linus Torvalds sends out a short, self-depreciating email titled "And oh, btw..". Tuesday, Jan 02, 2001
A lot of digital ink has been splashed on what Steve Jobs has up his sleeve for next Tuesday's Macworld keynote address. Only one thing's certain: It's not in your best interests to but a mac in the next seven days.
My own guesses for what's next at Apple?
Well, that's it for Kevin's precognitions. If you're in to Apple stuff, be sure to checkout the webcast of the keynote speech if you're not lucky enough to watch in person. Monday, Jan 01, 2001
Forget Tellme's voice driven directions, Yahoo's turn-by-turn directions, or those stupid big maps that don't give you any data on the small turns. Today I stumbled on MapBlast's beta information layout for directions and I really like it.
In addition to giving text step-by-step directions, it makes a diagram that is not to scale labelling all the relevant roads, showing their orientational relationships, and labelling their names and the distances to go on each. In my opinion, this single graphic is more useful than every other bit of information you can get from any source. It looks like something straight from the mind of Tufte. In the example below, I'm trying to get from Concord, CA to Seattle, WA, an 800 mile journey. This is the chart MapBlast's new interface provides (click to enlarge): To try for yourself, go to MapBlast, get your directions the usual way, then click on the big button labeled "Try our new directions". It's really nice to see one of the myriad of navigation sites actually doing some intelligent legwork to improve the final product. Monday, Jan 01, 2001
This is exactly the kind of attitude I'm talking about when I mention the frivolity of new years resolutions. From CNN no less...
Monday, Jan 01, 2001
(this relates to the Tom Hanks entry from the day before...)
Several people have suggested that I may be confused and that it actually comes from Dan Ackroyd in Ghostbusters, instead of Tom Hanks in another film. Also, the volleyball in Cast Away was Wilson (and originally put 'winston' in my head) and the dog in You've Got Mail is Brinkley. I'll take a look at Ghostbusters today or tomorrow and see if it actually refers to Winston Zedamore, the fourth ghostbuster. Sunday, Dec 31, 2000
Help! This has been driving me and a few of my friends batty for days now: There's a Tom Hanks movie where he yells "Winston!" but we can't figure out what it is. We can all hear him say it in our heads, but we don't know who or what Winston is. We knocked out a few possibilities, but I won't tell you want, because I don't want to taint your own memories as mine already have been.
It's possible that it's not Tom Hanks at all, but it does seem to be his voice. Anyone? If you've got a clue, let us know!!! Thanks! Sunday, Dec 31, 2000
When I was in 7th grade, Josh told me a joke. It went like this:
Josh: Think of a number between one and a thousand. Me: ... Okay. Josh: What was your number? Me: 381. Josh: Wrong. That was the whole joke (this was 7th grade, remember?) During lunch, I set forth with my new-found weapon, and found a girl I liked. The conversation went something like this: Me: Think of a number between one and a thousand. Girl: ... Okaaay. Me: What's your number? (being the honest type, I actually did think of my own number. Number 568.) Girl: 568. Me: Oh wow! You got it right! (flustered) That's not how it's supposed to go. Girl: That's a pretty stupid game. Ahh, youth. Anyhow, thanks to Mic who's blog had the link that reminded me of this story. Sunday, Dec 31, 2000
Happy New Year!
That's what they say, everywhere you go. Rejoice, for the new year is nigh, full of promise; promise for a better tomorrow, promise for the future. What about the year we've just experienced? Is it the fate of the coming year that in twelve short months we'll cast it aside, ditch it at the party and avoid eye contact, all the while trying to hit on 2002? The year 2000 meant a lot to me. Maybe not exceptionally more than any other year, but a lot of stuff happened, some good, some bad, but most to be cherished for what it meant. Not to go into 'christmas letter' mode, but rejoining Berkeley last January to finish my degree, finally realizing my longtime plans to document my life as I go, and bring as many of my online ideas to light as possible, keeping old friends, finding new ones, seeing some join in marriage, it all means a lot. Christmas and Thansgiving tend to celebrate the family, and New Years celebrates that which is to come, but when do we take the time to not only reflect on the past year, but to embrace and cherish it? When the new year comes, we don't throw out the old, we fold the experiences into ourselves, as we do every day. When we learn a new skill, we process it into long term memory as we sleep, consolidating the experiences of the day into a permanent format, but when do we do the same for the year in review? "Those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it" and a dozen other parables exist to remind us that we'd best learn from our successes and our failures, to make a successful future, yet the New Years spirit is one of predestination. "What will the new year bring?" "Will the new year be good to me?" These all turn away from the idea that we make our own year, and to make the best year we can, we should look to the past year for insights. New Years resolutions are a start, but usually a misguided one. Resolutions are made to be broken, and we go around on the first asking what people's resolutions are, and on the fifteenth we ask which ones our friends have kept (usually few or none of them). What's the alternative? Don't look at your biggest problems and apply easy-to-make, hard-to-keep promises to yourself. Look at what's given you the greatest joy over the last year, and what you can do to perpetuate it. If you have problems you'd like to improve in the coming year, chances are they're the same problems you had last year. Did you make a resolution to fix it last year? If it didn't work, why should it be different this time around? Basically what I'm saying is that, at least to me, most New Years tend to be the same. They're full of promise, a little self flagellation for thing I'd like to fix, breakfast with friends, then off filled with promise and good cheer, but little actual difference. This year I'm looking at what worked: The refound dedication to the principles of learning which brought me a 3.9 gpa in the spring, where years of working for grades did far worse. The premise that the journey is its own reward, and writing daily in a weblog makes me a happier person, even if nobody were to read it. That trying silly things rarely results in disappointment and can lead to so much more (AOLiza). I'm also looking to the things that didn't work: Promises I make for what I'll do tomorrow never get done because tomorrow's always a day away (Cameo). Looking forward to something so much, and being afraid of beling let down can make me hesitant to try, worsening my situation (grad school apps), and personal fears of change can lead me to cling too tightly to existing frineds so that I daren't venture out to make new ones, unless it's through a different channel (like survivorblog). These are all things I've ostensibly learned in the last year, but didn't actually process until I actually went through the process of examining the last year. As I think about it more, I'm sure I'll find more things, and I'll incorporate what I learn from them into my own coming year. Well, I've gone on for long enough. I hope I've provoked even one other person into thought, and sparked someone to think of the new year not simply as a great gift, but a blank canvas on which to improve on the finished work we're just now setting aside. We're all drivers, not passengers, and we'll have a much better chance of finding ourselves at a better place this time next year if we plan our destination, instead of just hopping on the bus. Thanks, Happy New Year, and I'll get off my soapbox now. See you next year!! Sunday, Dec 31, 2000
I helped my mom shop for an inkjet printer for printing photos from her new digital camera. (That is, we both surfed the web while on the phone with 400 miles between us.)
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Last week I put some effort into making christmas cards for the first time, and I did a lot of experimenting with paper to get what I wanted. In so doing I found out just how many options there are when printing on a color inkjet. I didn't have time to try them out, but you can bet I will in the coming year. My Epson Photo EX can print 12" wide by 44" long, and I just know I could come up with some interesting wall hangings, printing on an inkjet canvas roll. |
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I've led design at Mozilla Labs, designed Gmail 1.0, Google Reader 2.0, FriendFeed, and a few special projects at Facebook. ©2012 Kevin Fox |