Not the ancient reptilian variety, mind you, but rather the ignorant, stagnant subset of internet users out there that are still clunking around the information super highway in old, busted browsers that are clogging traffic in the fast lane for the rest of us. Hilariously, many of these folks are the same people who cause the same sort of problems in the literal version of that metaphor, as well as the figurative. Many of them are older users, people who don’t see a need to ‘upgrade,’ much less understand what that even entails. Many more still are folks who aren’t exactly tech savvy and are just barely managing to make technology work for them.
A good number of them don’t even realize upgrading (or updating) is even an option. And then of course, there are the poor people who have older browser tech forced upon them by their IT department, for any number of asinine reasons, all of which circle back to the ridiculous notion that it’s better not to upgrade to newer, better tools for fear of their barely-stable proprietary systems breaking, rather than, you know, fixing their crap to actually function properly on anything OTHER than IE6.
So far as I’m concerned, each of these type of people (and many more) can easily be lumped into one large group: people whose hits I don’t give a flying f$%k about. read more
As you may have surmised from the title, this story involves Maeby, who is only recently coming down from the highest possible ranking attainable on my $4!t list.
A few weekends ago, I was working on some video editing. It was a sunday, and I’d put in several hours on the project over the course of the weekend, and I decided to take a break for a few minutes. I stood up from my desk, noticed Maeby resting peacefully (and presumably happily) on top of the back cushion of my oversized chair nearby, and sat down to visit with her. She was curled up and looking very cute, and normally her demeanor is fairly amicable in these situations. As such, I figured I’d show her some love by petting her and scratching the top of her head for a few minutes, which she seemed to enjoy. Suddenly, without warning or even the slightest sign of irritation on her part, she lashed out at my face with her front paw, brandishing fully extended and freshly sharpened claws. It was in this precise moment I remembered one of the fundamental rules of cat ownership and interaction: keep one’s face out of range of your feline friend’s reach at all times. read more
A small little mom and pop cable and internet provider named Comcast (perhaps you’ve heard of them?) made an announcement today that they’re rolling out a company-wide rebrand starting next week. Which would be great if they hadn’t chosen to trade their name and mark in for something even more uninspired and cliche than what they already have. Ladies and gentlemen, I give unto you, XFINITIY™. No, I’m not kidding. And yes, all caps are required when it’s spelled out.
I don’t need to launch into my typical lengthy diatribe about why I think this is a mistake, except to say that it is a futile exercise in swapping out one bland identity for another. To be fair, the mark itself isn’t all that terrible (albeit boring), but the name sticks out as a half-baked attempt at being awesome and dangerous and futuretastic all at once. It seems to be a classic case of “What will consumers think is really cool?”
Annoyingly, this will actually probably resonate with a good number of folks because it will undoubtedly fit right into their idea of what is “really cool.” This bothers me on a certain level, mainly because I like to think people generally know better than to buy into obvious pandering, but I am positive there will be people who are totally on board with this. Not that it matters, of course; in the end they’re still the same company, and my personal struggle with them as the purveyor of something I feel I deeply require but whom I don’t completely trust, will continue.
If you are feeling compelled to punish yourself and want to know more, feel free to mosey on over to the post on Comcast’s blog (linked below). I got about halfway through it before nausea set in and I had to stop reading.
While browsing Netflix’s website for something new and interesting to add to my queue, something caught my attention amongst the recommendations section, under ‘Goofy Foreign Comedies,’ no less. That something was the poster/cover art for the 1971 film ‘Trafic,’ which you see pictured above.
There is something seriously awesome about retro movie poster design, and this is a fantastic example. I love the color choice, the hand-illustration, and of course, the use of overpasses and highways for the lettering. It’s old school, but it’s done well and it’s got a brilliant aesthetic. I have no idea if the movie itself is any good but I am anxiously awaiting its arrival in the mail in the coming week.
Oh, and if you’re wondering why I even have a section that recommends Goofy Foreign Comedies on my Netflix, it’s because of a little gem titled ‘OSS 117: Cairo, Nest of Spies,’ a French parody of their equivalent of 007 flicks, set in (and shot as if it were) the 60′s. I strongly suggest you watch it, and seeing as it’s on Netflix Watch Instantly, you have little excuse not to if you’ve got an account.