Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
Today’s horoscope from Astrology.com is strangely relevant:
It’s time to do some downsizing when it comes to your personal and professional life. Take control and strip away the non-essentials. How can you start fresh if your mental and physical space is cluttered with the past?
Supposedly an eclipse, like the lunar eclipse we had yesterday, are times of radical change. And I do feel like a “fresh start” this morning. Odd. Maybe it’s just the gentle rain — which I always love.
Just see what happens when a programmer tries to use Windows Vista’s speech recognition to write a simple script in the Perl programming language.
Now imagine: “Computer, intercept the photon torpedo.”
All I know about the movie Bobby is that it’s set in the USA at the time of Bobby Kennedy’s assassination. But I just heard writer-director Emilio Estevez say the most amazing things to Margaret Pomeranz.
It’s harder than you think. A shame, that. It’s Tuesday and I’m in the mood…
With the NSW election campaign well under way and a federal poll soon, I’m glad I stumbled across this classic explanation of how to get the answer you want from an opinion poll, courtesy of Yes, Prime Minister.
A curious thing to find on a Monday morning: a passionate argument which claims that…
By lying to yourself, you are often able to innovate. You trick yourself into believing you are headed into something exotic and wonderful where no one has gone before. You imagine the thrill and seethe in the selfishness of seeing the chest of gold for the first time. You bask in your own glory that you are truly right and everyone else is wrong.
I’ve always tried to be an honest person. Is honesty holding me back from true creativity?