Now I have a reason to watch the Latin Grammys!
Seriously though, the Grammy’s are a sham — as are most awards shows.
August 2001 Twenty-six posts
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Some possible answers: I enjoy toiling in obscurity. I started blogging too late to be an A-List Blogger. People are not interested in the ramblings of a former Respiratory Therapist. I don’t pass along memes like all your base quickly enough.
Just spitballing there. Thanks for asking!
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My wife has an online diary! voz37.diaryland.com is the address. Somehow, despite being married to me, she has show little serious interest in blogging or keeping a diary – but I think she may be hooked after seeing and enjoying other peoples’ journals.
Also, after having had no interest in anything to do with code for several years, now she’s asking me things like “so how do I make the links blue.” And of course I answer that I can think of at least 4 ways to make a link blue. I will try to limit my comments as she is learning to clear and concise, and not go on ranty raves about how she should assure to markup structurally, and style with css. If I can keep my trap shut our marriage should survive her foray into HTML just fine.
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Is there an equivalent word to anglophilia for people who love Los Angeles?
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Made an acquisition today — L.A. Confidential — [amazon] — went to Tower Records, didn’t have any taste for music, but L.A. Confidential is an amazing movie that never fails to delight. I’m a sucker for all things Los Angeles, and that’s a big part of my pleasure at the movie. The meat of the movie is compelling characters – Bud White’s obsession with justice and defending women, Jack Vincennes’ seeming to be on top of the world, but knowing in his heart he has lost himself; and the do-gooding political animal Ed Exley. I was surprised at how much of what appears in the film has real historical antecedents. One in particular is the LAPD atrocity “Bloody Christmas” – which opens the film – and it based on a real event.
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I wrote this to web405 in response to a thread on the job market and resumes, here’s a replay, with minor edits:
A college degree does not make a person able. And lack of a degree does not make one incapable. If you have “mad skillz” then by all means show them off — and show what a great person you are to work with. The quality of resumes that I see (yes, sometimes I’m in a position to judge resumes) is generally mediocre – they all look like grocery lists: (ASP Programmer, SQL Server, IIS, SourceSafe, BS in Computer Science, Pound of sugar, Stick of Butter).
Doesn’t every darn resume book say to use action verbs on resumes to actually try and *communicate* what you do? Like “wrote a kick ass banner management system for dot com which subsequently went belly up.” or “Managed team of 15 while fighting off clueless Due Diligence Nazis from our funders” or “fought to put proper software development cycle in place before getting canned.”
There’s a lot of great job experience out there. I think that the resumes people use to display their talents, though, are filtered, deboned, and whitewashed in such a way as to hide the experience and personality of the author.
In my opinion, resumes should strike a balance between simple communication and letting some real mojo shine through.
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New header for the main artlung.com page! And in glorious bright colors!
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Up too late again fooling with the blogger template and archives. Trying to tune this up. I’ve been doing this for seven months. I’ve decided I enjoy this writing. I think not many people read it, but that’s okay – I think of it as a public diary. If you haven’t tried it yourself, you really do owe it to yourself to try blogger.
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Comparative Anatomy for Server Side Scripting – two small, trivial examples of the same thing, done different ways – in Perl, in Cold Fusion, in PHP, and ASP.
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The Onion – brilliant satire – sometimes gets serious. Here’s a great Interview with Berkeley Breathed.
At one point I wanted to be a cartoonist, and Breathed is certainly one of my heroes in that area. His insights into how the modern age is scarcely worth satirizing are worth the price of admission, and there’s much more.
Here’s what he has to say about that::
It’s like doing a parody of The National Enquirer. Can’t be done. We’re over-saturated with commentary and with absurdity, and we’re numb because of it. Nothing shocks, so what’s the fun? And irony, oh, the goddamned irony, that courses through the popular culture like a cancer. If nothing is serious anymore, then there’s nothing to satirize. Look at George W. Bush. He knows the game. He knows he’s a maroon, as Daffy Duck would say, and refuses to take himself seriously. … The game’s changed forever.
