Archive for February, 2009
mark your calendars. There’s going to be one hell of a beach luau shortly after July 26. 2043.
This depressingly detailed mortality interlude was powered by our friends at DeathClock.com. Thanks for that, dicks.
Rob Cottingham gave the second keynote presentation at Northern Voice 2009 (following a great presentation by Nora Young, who delivered a live-performance radio show that wonderfully got the conference rolling)
Here’s Rob’s keynote. This is one of the reasons I love Northern Voice – I haven’t been to another conference that had a standup comic routine as a keynote, and have it so fully and faithfully capture the spirit and set the tone for the entire conference. Nearly every other presenter tied their session somehow back to Rob’s keynote.
(you might need to view the post to see the video – I have no idea if it will survive RSSification)
The other 2 keynotes were also fantastic, and will be well worth watching once they’re available online – both Stewart Butterfield (aka FlickrBoy) and Nora Young gave excellent keynotes.
I have to go work on my blog posts for two memes he introduced.
the tile floor at the Crowfoot YMCA, outside the men’s change room. It’s strangely on the second floor, above the pool, meaning everyone has to navigate a narrow stairway to get down to the pool (and back up when done).
Cathartic.
Evan and I dropped off a load of cardboard, newspapers, and milk jugs for recycling today. Lots of shiny green receptacles, lined up at the local über home reno big box store.
I’ve been thinking a fair bit about mortality and time. I just made the mistake of launching the iDie app on my iPod. It uses the U.S. Social Security Administration’s Actuarial Life Table from 2004 to calculate life expectancy. I can only hope that Canadian data is less depressing. I knew I was about at the halfway mark, but hadn’t realized I was burning the short end of the candle already.
I took a minute to explore some of the internal reflections of The Zipper kinetic sculpture in the Science Theatres foyer.
the naughty bits of a hibiscus, seen through the super-macro setting of my point-and-shoot
not going to be monetizing that any time soon.
the first flowers of the year. unfortunately they’re cheezy and fake. they’ll have to do.