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What's wrong with this picture?

Found via VSL: Newseum is a great site that lets you quickly browse the front pages of newspapers from across the country (and around the world even).

The Lewiston Tribune (in Lewiston, Idaho) just had a front page that you can see on Newseum with a big photo of a guy hanging holiday decorations outside his store. Right below that photo, the same guy wearing the same clothes is caught on a surveillance camera stealing a wallet. Hilarious:

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Ghost-filled Sylvania ad in Thailand

Good explication via VSL:

In Thailand, ghosts aren’t relegated to ancient burial grounds or campfire stories — they’re a vital part of the culture. And it’s not just folklore: After the tsunami that wrecked much of southern Thailand in 2004, John Burdett wrote a New York Times piece about the Thai people’s concerns not only with rebuilding but with the sudden onslaught of ghosts. With the membrane between the spiritual and the everyday so thin, it’s not surprising that the otherworldly might also slip into Thailand’s television ads — or, as in this spot for Sylvania lightbulbs, come loudly, brashly, and bizarrely tramping in to dominate the screen.

The ad features a variety of strange but specific and real (well, they’re real in Thailand) ghosts that disrupt a family’s picnic. It’s half a commercial, half a vivid primer on Thai folk eschatology, and unlike anything you’ll see in a Western ad. But that’s why we have the Internet, right?

R.I.P., inventor of credit card font, pioneer of OCR and IVR

I'm not sure why I love this story, or why I imagine I would have liked to meet this old guy. Via PATNEWS:

The 11 December issue of the New York Times, page C12, has an obituary for David Shepard, inventor of one of the first optical character recognizers, and then to make it easier for such recognizers to recognize characters, he invented the Farrington B font for credit card receipts. He was the inventor on many patents, and his company, Intelligent Machines Research Corporation, this in the 1950s. In the 1960s, he helped pioneer telephone voice response systems, where callers could get more information over a telephone with voice requests. In the last few decades, he was active in inventing in the area of high-altitude wind power generation. During World War II, he helped break Japanese codes for the U.S. Army. At 10, he was an orphan, and his guardian was Laurens Hammond, an inventor himself who invented the Hammond organ and a way to synchronize railroads' electric clocks. Mr. Shepard was 84 when he died in San Diego.

Machine Girl trailer

Via Warren Ellis, via Rob:

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Remember the MySpace teen suicide case from last month?

This is fascinating, the cache of a one-post—and since pulled-down—blogspot blog, complete with comments, apparently written by the mom who created the fake profile, in which she tries to explain the full story from her perspective. I agree with this person that it's probably legit. Weird, amazing reading, including the mom's attempts to defend herself in the comments.

A message from the Workmen's Compensation Board of British Columbia

From the '70s, that is. Found in a lumber yard in Bow, WA:

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This is actually the name of an aisle at Target right now

I love it when crass, non-customer-facing (and usu. slightly sinister) words accidentally creep up into public view:

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E.g., I gave up on discouraging clients from using the word "content" ages ago. You see it everywhere now. You know, content! That stuff consumers love to access! Via media! I know there's nothing *I* like better than to curl up with some good content. Especially licensed content. That's my favorite.

The day after I saw this Target aisle, Penny Arcade ran a nice comic along the same lines....

Kill the Cat That Kills the Bird

If'n you're interested, former Seattle Weekly writer Bruce Barcott has a long piece in today's NYT Sunday Magazine on that cat-shooting I blogged the other day.

Recent Arrivals at my house


  • The first disc of Californication. I had heard it was kind of sucky, but it was much, much better than I thought it would be. Good enough that we're going to watch the rest of the season (which is doubly amazing since we haven't even started watching new Weeds yet).

  • The deafening sound of, apparently, a heavy-duty drilling rig that's boring through—I'm just guessing here—a deep, abandoned well that's been filled with hundreds of thousands of thick metal dinner plates. It's been echoing across the Qwest Field parking lot, coming from King Street Station. It sounds like they're destroying Amtrak.

  • An official, bona fide Roast Beef greeting card (thanks, Tom!)

  • A keg of Rainier, for the Post-Natal Kegger (and, hence, a deductible business expense!) (what, you didn't know you were at a client party?)

  • A Roku Netflix box, which we aren't hooking up until we're done with our deadline for Beasts: Book Two. The tension is nigh unbearable. Unopened consumer electronics? Sacre bleu!

Humans

  • Beijing Shanghai Other Seattle Jason
    For whom my jealousy currently knows no bounds has subsided to normal levels
  • AL
    "For fuck's sake"-saying secret Space Shuttle pilot
  • Ben
    My personal economist
  • Boy Jill
    Child star, misanthrope
  • Dalton
    a.k.a. "Words"
  • HB
    My high-plains baby-mama
  • Hunts
    Big giant soft-spoken death-cheater
  • Jason
    Hard-rocking, hi-tech coolio
  • Jill
    Muffin baker, dream taker (and don't miss her food blog either)
  • Jim
    Funny, in Booklyn
  • Jot
    Rock 'n' roll Dungeon Master
  • JPD
    Spread-eagled beagle guy
  • Karin
    My editor/hero
  • Kurt
    Fighting crime with his homemade suit of armor
  • Shanti
    Drinks a lot, or not at all
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