…in every second of coverage on every channel of the conservative mass media deathwatch, thanks, Frank Rich,
…in this odd music video, “Amer-uh-kuh, we stand as one,” by a former Star Trek stunt coordinator from the Jersey Shore. [thanks, TMN]
…um, nowhere else, really, just in a random music video and everywhere.
Category: etc.
If I Ran The Circus, by Nick Denton
Jason Cala-who? Nick’s raising, er, lowering, er, his sights and going after Drudge. His secret weapon: the awesome pithiness of his Choire Sicha-lator, now transformed into an automatic NY Post Headline Generator.
Actually, the first day’s batch of heds sounds like Larry Levy’s first studio meeting in The Player, where he has someone read out a random story from the paper and he turns it into a one-line movie pitch on the spot:
Grossman: How about ‘Mudslide kills 60 in slums of Chile’?
Levy: That’s good. Triumph over tragedy. Sounds like a John Boorman picture. You slap a happy ending on it, the script’ll write itself.
Here, Bonnie, you give it a shot.
Bonnie: Gee, I don’t know, Larry–
Levy: Come on.
Bonnie: OK, ‘Further bond losses push Dow down 7.15.’… I see Connery as Bond…
Sploid [via, dude, where DIDN’T you see this yesterday?]
Apparently, The Selfish Giant Lives on Fifth Avenue
And the only place it’s spring is in the corner of the garden where there was a Whole (Foods), and all the children started drinking Jamba Juices for breakfast.
Google’s satellite image map of Manhattan is stitched together from two passes, taken in different seasons, but at nearly the same time of the morning. The buildings’ shadows are at slightly different angles on the east and west sides, but they’re so damn long, they render the whole map pretty useless.
Google Map of Manhattan [via kottke]
“The Selfish Giant,” by Oscar Wilde [planetmonk.com]
Coming Signs Of The Media Apocalypse
First Bjork moves to New Jersey, and now this:
I incorrectly assumed that Time Warner would be our cable carrier, as we are in the Time Warner building. Guess what? Not available! RCN is the cable company for this building.
On Finding The Level Of The Room
“Customers who bought this DVD also bought:
Meanwhile Kottke‘s not impressed: “Doogie Howser, M.D. Season One, quite possibly the most worthless DVD release ever” [For some reason, though, I can’t picture Steven Bochco and David E. Kelly as Long Tail.]
Ad Love: Fun With Google
google.com/search?q=the.doogie.howser.of
With thanks to advertiser Doogie on DVD, a nod to NTK and Robot Wisdom who have the funnest with Google, and Neil Patrick Harris, who spends part of his “lost years” at my gym.
10 lbs of HBS in a 5 lb bag
So you mean this whole “HBS rejects applicants who ‘hacked’ into admissions site” hubbub is about people seeing what happens if they truncate the URL for their account?
I guess they’ve got a brand image to protect as the home of the utterly and irrationally technology-ignorant executive of tomorrow. IT people–hell, people who know how to change their default browser settings–everywhere are shaking their heads.
Business schools redefine hacking to “stuff that a 7-year-old could do” [phil greenspun]
Nice, Minnesota
Several years ago, at the opening dinner of a sculptor friend’s debut 2-person show, I found myself playing the oh-so-sophisticated New York collector at a giant round table in a Chinese restaurant for a mix of folks, including the other artist’s parents.
I offhandedly pronounced Minneapolis to be the most Canadian of American cities: not just because of the freakin’ weather, but because of public radio. First, there’s Garrison Keillor, and besides, everyone–including every immigrant taxi driver I met–listened to public radio.
Well, the other artist’s mother said, we’re from Minneapolis. Apparently, calling a Minnesotan Canadian is almost as bad as calling a Quebecker Canadian, except the Minnesotans are too nice to say anything; they just keep it all inside. And of course, they’re so hardy, they didn’t need a jacket for the chill that blew over the table. My recovery attempt–“I meant Canadian in a good way. As It Happens is one of my favorite CBC shows!”–was unwelcome, and the table split into two conversational crescents for the rest of the night.
Anyway, I was reminded of this this morning when Rex pointed out that “Live in Canada” is one of Minneapolissers Minneapolitans’ most popular goals. [of course, since in the two days since he posted it, it’s dropped from #11 to #18, so they must still be very self-conscious about it.]
[update: and they’re quick to correct. I didn’t really think it was Minneapolisser, but I figured–rightly–that someone’d clue me in real fast. Thanks, Jason.]
Read What I Read, Not What I Write
Poss. alt. title: greg.org reads the NYT to you.
I’m a kottke.org micropatron. Are you?
I Dare You
How New York is still Scorsese-town
“The city belongs to the hoodlums, the pimps, and the hookers. Bickle starts hoping that ‘some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets.'” [via]
Tourists marveled at the multicolored glass skyscraper, but also gawked as evidence technicians took measurements and snapped photographs of the crime scene… “They might have cleaned up some of Times Square,” said Jason Fallon, who picks up trash for the Times Square Business Improvement District. “But when I get to work at 6 in the morning, it’s still all pimps and hookers and hoodlums.”
– “Old Times Square Surfaces in Brawl on Eighth Avenue”, NY Times
Gangs Of New York gets new release date, Dec. 20 (Miramax prexy Weinstein blinks: “The Souvenir November 2001 debut on the 19th made us nervous.”)