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- November 30, 2004
Email is for Old Coots
November 30, 2004Read moreI came across this article on the demise of email in Korea:
The ebbing of email is a phenomenon peculiar to Korea, an IT power. Leading the big change, unprecedented in the world, are our teens and those in their 20’s. The perception that “email is an old and formal communication means” is rapidly spreading among them. “I use email when I send messages to elders,” said a college student by the name of Park. For 22-year-old office worker Kim, “I use email only for receiving cellphone and credit card invoices.”
Email does suck… it’s difficult to organize, prone to spam, and lacks the kind of feedback you get from other forms of online communication. There’s got to be a better way.
- November 29, 2004
Otto, by Duncan
November 29, 2004Read more
Duncan has a new camera, and he sent me this awesome shot of his cat Otto. I like the dour, slightly frowning expression and raised paw. It sort of reminds me of Hobbes when he’s in “stuffed animal” mode. The slightly sinister underlighting and angle is also reminiscent of Repo Man. Yet, Otto retains a fundamental cuteness as his birthright…behold, the power of furriness!
Photo by Duncan Hsu.
- November 27, 2004
West Coast Kitties
November 27, 2004Read more
I visited Leng & Lisa recently, and got to spend some time with their cats Tobey and Bon Bon. That’s Tobey up there. I can’t remember Bon Bon’s real name…Leng, help!
Tobey was a hard cat to know. He tolerated my presence and occassional petting.
Bon Bon, on the other hand, was a very persistent and vocal cat. I had several length conversations with him. “Meow”, I would say, and he would quickly respond with a “meow!” of his own! We could go back and forth, modulating our tones in response to the previous meow. His meow reminded me of an old jewish man from New York who’d spent a lot of time smoking and drinking martinis back in the 1940s.
Bon Bon is also very dog-like in that he liked to be roughhoused. You couldn’t pick him up because he doesn’t drop very well due to age and weight. He also had very interesting white wiskers that showed up in stark contrast to his face. He resembled a seal or walrus at times, beached on top of the bed meowing for attention.
- November 25, 2004
Salvation for Bananas
November 25, 2004Read more
I was at ActiveEdge during lunch the other day, when Diane discovered that her banana had been fatally bruised at the supermarket. The irresponsible fruit wranglers at Shaw’s had apparently used handling techniques that left no marks on the outer skin while doing massive internal damage, marring the inner fruit with scabbrous mushy brown spots. Diane ranted righteously for a few minutes, then consumed the remaining edible parts with an air of resignation.
It’s pure serendipity that I stumbled upon the BananaGuard on BoingBoing this Thanksgiving morning. A sturdy plastic shell keeps your banana safe from harm. It won’t protect your fruit from the nameless torturers in the back of the supermarket, but remember: vigillance starts at home! :-)
- November 25, 2004
