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Seeing the Future

Life moves so very fast. Like a cougar or a leprechaun or something that’s really, really quick. You could say it’s like a flaming golden hawk with talons of ivory. The ivory talons represent modern man’s inability to understand nature, but that’s a topic for a different day.

Part of what keeps life so lively is rapid change in the technology we use. Because I’m arrogant young (yeessss, that’s the reason), I feel like I should have the world recognize how great I am by the time I’m 28. Since I know technology, I want to help define how the world uses technology, which means leading, if not being the originator, of the next technology revolution. The reason I share is that I recently ran across a quote from Steve Jobs, the head honcho over at Apple, that really opened my eyes to how change really works.

Things happen fairly slowly, you know. They do. These waves of technology, you can see them way before they happen, and you just have to choose wisely which ones you’re going to surf. If you choose unwisely, then you can waste a lot of energy, but if you choose wisely it actually unfolds fairly slowly. It takes years.

Read more here.

That concept, as I see it, is really great. There is no need to try and invent something new, whether as an idea or a product. The first phase of all truly profound changes is always boring. In fact, there are so many potential paths for the future to take, you will be boring if you try and add another new effort to the pile. Instead, figure out which change will be really great, and go with that.

So, just like you wouldn’t try and force fashion change upon the world by wearing shoes made out of badgers, the best course of action is to evaluation the way things are changing and take the best course. Like seeing how cool a fedora can be, then making it interesting and cool. But not a badger-dora.

A Tribute to the Patriot’s Super Bowl Achievement

Found from The Onion, via Daring Fireball. I don’t know if I’ve ever found an article that really expressed my feelings about the Super Bowl as well as this hard-hitting piece of journalism.

“I just couldn’t imagine a better ending to the Patriots odyssey,” said Simon Williams, a Kansas City-area football fan who usually watches the college game but found himself caught up in the Patriots’ sheer loathsomeness during the season. “The utter lack of humility they displayed alongside an equal lack of any joy in the game, that toad of a coach, and that cologne-ad quarterback… If they have to act that badly while playing that well, you really want to see them fail in the biggest way possible. Thank God almighty, that’s what we got.”

Full Article Here

This thing’s broken

I can’t believe I’m quoting the pro-drug, permanent frat-boy Joe Rogan, but he really nailed it. When doing comedy, you start out telling jokes you find funny. When that wears off, you start telling jokes you think they’ll find funny. When that doesn’t work any more, you finally just tell life through your eyes. Telling the funny parts helps, of course.

What’s Joe Rogan got to do with you, you ask? No idea.

There are so many blogs; so many different and ultimately boring oceans of text. They all talk about the author’s life, what the author cares about, or something equally unimportant. I’ve never wanted to do that (although I suppose that statement is self-defeating), so that’s why I try and mainly do stories for anyone to read. Anyone know a better purpose for a website like this?

A lack of diversity

According to Ron Burgundy, diversity is an old, old wooden ship used in the Civil War era. I need more diversity in my life; right now I don’t even have one.

I’d probably name my diversity the SS Unnecessary. It’s a good sea-faring name, something that strikes calm in the heart of the riotous seas.

But all the same, I’d probably have to leave my diversity at the dock for all but the most special occasions. As old as it is, my diversity doesn’t handle to well any more in modern times. It creaks and moans at the smallest rolling wave. It’s mast is splintering and poop-deck is sagging.

Even still, I love my diversity.

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