The Smoking Gun’s 2003 Legal Document of the Year: a high school student’s legal defense of the F word.
The document includes a chart comparing Google results for the F word and other all-American terms like mom, baseball, and apple pie.
“…rather than reward myself with magazines and movies, I’ve decided I won’t bathe, shave, or change my clothes until I’m finished with the book. I tell myself that although one may smell like it, nobody ever died from having dirty hair.”
In her usual quirky, smart, and funny way, Amy Sedaris describes how Todd Oldham redecorated her apartment and built a custom hutch for her bunny, Dusty.
She also describes her ideal man (”The dream guy would be the guy who builds the dioramas at the Museum of Natural History. He’d be a nerd; he’d be obsessive”), explains why there’s a screen door in her living room (”I like to hear it slam”), and talks a little bit about her new novel-parody, “Wigfield: the Can-Do Town That Just May Not,” written with Paul Dinello and Stephen Colbert.
Plus she gives me another reason to drag my lazy ass into the city this summer: her summer job at Mary’s Fish Camp, around the corner on Charles and Fourth Streets. “They don’t have to pay me,” Ms. Sedaris said. “I just want to wear cute outfits and talk to people.”
“With distinctive focus yet remarkable comprehensiveness, From Picasso to Pollock unites the major artists and developments of the first half of the 20th century through significant examples of non-objective, Cubist, Surrealist, Expressionist, and Abstract Expressionist painting and sculpture. Featuring more than 100 works spanning six decades, this exhibition provides a unique opportunity to view the Guggenheim�s exceptional collection in great depth.”
Hmmm… finally something to drag my lazy ass into the city this summer.
catbird :: Jul.22.2003 :: cat rants :: 1 Comment »
Steven Johnson over at Slate wrote an article about Google and so-called “Googleholes” in the system.
Unfortunately, his Googleholes 1 and 2 sound more like user error than “systemic problems” to me.
If you are looking for information on growing tulips, why would you search for “flowers” rather than “growing tulips“?
And if you are looking for information about regular old-fashioned apples and not apple computers or Fiona Apple, why wouldn’t you search for “old-fashioned apples,” “red delicious apples,” or even “McIntosh apples“?
Come now, Steven, are we really to believe that your inability to develop appropriate search phrases is a flaw in Google?
catbird :: Jul.17.2003 :: technology :: 2 Comments »
I don’t know why he ran over a goose. Mean old man, you have a screw loose.
I was driving home from work when a family of geese started to cross the road. Two adults and three fuzzy yellow goslings. I stopped to let them cross. The people behind me stopped, too, of course.
The car coming the other way didn’t seem to be slowing down. But, I thought, how could the driver not stop? He must see the geese - you couldn’t miss them, really, especially with all the cars stopped on my side of the road.
But this guy, he didn’t stop. In fact, I think he sped up a little bit at the last moment, right before the sickening crunch of baby goose hitting metal bumper. Who does that? Who doesn’t stop for goslings crossing the street?
Well, this old man, apparently. The geese were a bit freaked out, but the gosling that was hit got up and limped drunkenly the rest of the way across and the others eventually followed.
If that old man didn’t see the geese, he shouldn’t be driving. Next time it could be someone’s kid. If he could see the geese and he didn’t care, well, then he’s just a big jerk. What goes around comes around, mean old guy.