What I find funniest about this video is that the woman clearly wants to be on TV—or at least be a Nosy Nelly. She walks out, sees the camera crew, and immediately changes direction to stay in the scene. And then it all goes wrong and she can’t get out of frame fast enough.
Every night I go to bed with my mind racing.
Steve Jobs’ business card (circa Macintosh). Apparently, the phone number still works.
(via stammy)
Raining Ami
I’m experimenting with a new business direction—talent promotion and development. I’ve decided to help out my friend Garrett Sasser’s band Raining Ami by filling in gaps (and in other places actually creating) their online presence. I’ve set up a blog for the band using Tumblr, which can be found at blog.rainingami.com. You can check out their latest single there, if you’d like.
I really should start posting on here more often. I guess I just forget about it.
My iPod randomly stops syncing every now and then. Each time I have to reinstall iTunes on top of itself and suddenly everything is right in the world again. Annoying.
Learning Flex
For an upcoming software development project a friend and I are learning Adobe Flex. We’ll be combining it with AIR to build a cross-platform desktop application.
Currently we’re on Day 2 of Adobe’s “Flex in a Week” training program…which is actually pretty useful. With both of us coming from web backgrounds it’s not too big of a leap. While it does involve new languages, their syntax is close enough that most “learning” of the language is just learning all the classes and their contents.
So far Flex seems pretty intuitive and I’m pretty grateful for that—Flash and its derivatives have always kind of scared me. I suppose it helps that Flex is designed more from a developer’s point of view than actual Flash is—it’s not “tricking” an animation engine into working as an application.
- Me: So what's the agenda for this meeting, anyway?
- Adam (half listening, playing Starcraft): To avoid the fiery pits.
Well isn’t this a psychological breakthrough.
Interestingly, according to modern astronomers, space is finite. This is a very comforting thought—particularly for people who can never remember where they have left things.
—Woody Allen
