Swimming with the Razorfishes

Friday, May 14, 2004


I forgot to mention this week's theme. It was textures.

Incidentally, this was the photo that convinced me that I needed a new lens.

I just stood in the bathroom in my office, washing my hands. I watched one of my co-workers finish his business at a urinal, walk to the sink next to me, turn on the water, slip his head under the faucet, and take a good, long drink.

He then wiped his lips and walked out.

I have two thoughts:

  • It is too difficult to use a cup?
  • Why not wash your hands while you are there?

Fucking savages I work with.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

I just received a bit of spam e-mail with the following body:

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This freaks me out a little bit, as I live in Hoboken. I have never, however, lived in Azerbaijan. Freaky.


Wednesday, May 12, 2004

There have been police, fire trucks, and helicopters zooming all over the place. Something is going on here, but I don't know what it is.

"Powell isn't exactly saying the White House or the president is lying. What he's doing might fairly be described as walking up to the black board, writing out "2+2=" and then letting us draw our own conclusions."

Via Talking Points Memo


Tuesday, May 11, 2004

I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that "Knowledge Management" is an asinine term.

Dilbert makes me laugh.


I take a picture of his shit on the wall. I call it art, too. Does this make me a meta-artist?

Wow -- a great collection of panoramic images taken around January 1, 2000.

[via 101365]

There is a point in the morning, after I arrive at work, before everyone else gets here and the phone starts ringing. There is a time, when I have checked e-mail and voice mail, when I have looked at overnight processing, and I have checked my todo list.

It is a quiet time, before I dive into the day. A time when I realize that nothing disastrous has happened, and that I can start getting work done. This is my time, as the eye of the storm passes overhead. I can sip coffee and relax a little.

Monday, May 10, 2004

I just got an e-mail from a German design student who wants to use this craptastic photo in one of his DVDs.

Strange, random world.

They Rule allows you to create maps of the interlocking directories of the top companies in the US in 2004.

[via Boing Boing]


I call this "Sloth," in honor of my remarkable lack of productivity over the last few months.

Sunday, May 09, 2004

As a follow up to the emphatic door, of course someone parked in front of it.

Now, the only baseball played is in the Little League program, and those games end in mid-July. If you walk through a city today, you see kids playing basketball, not baseball. In suburban areas, it's soccer.

As a result, you see a dwindling number of American players in Major League Baseball..

Ah, but we're going to cure that problem with a Spider-Man promotion.

In truth, it's become all about money for Major League Baseball, and the Spider-Man mess is just another example.

[via sfgate.com]

Ah, that bitter sweet moment when you watch a person's bubble being burst. But surely Glenn Dickey didn't just realize that baseball is all about money? Is Mr. Dickey twelve years old?

Well, to avoid making Mr. Dickey even more cynical, he can rest assured that the players he so admires live wholesome lives, free of drugs and alcohol, knowing that they are role models.

And while we're at it, Mr. Dickey, the check is in the mail. And I promise not to come in your mouth.

Iraq The Model excerpts some interesting comments, reacting to the prisoner abuse in the Abu Ghraib prison and President Bush's subsequent apology.

Ximian's Evolution e-mail / calendar software for Linux was released years ago with quite a bit of fanfare. Slick, feature-full, and Outlook compatible. The developers, though, have been working steadily over the last 18 months. If you haven't looked at it lately, and are in the market for a Linux mail reader, do check out what has been done recently.