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“Scientists were today able to dispel the age-old belief that no two snowflakes are the same, using state of the art microscopy and by catching flakes as they fell in specially designed equipment while sitting at a table outside a pub in Norwich. The team of researchers, backed by a £20m grant, were able to make an identical match to the famous Bentley flake, photographed 47 years ago by amateur snowflakeologist Wilson Bentley.”
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Man Killed to Death.
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- A developer may not injure Apple or, through inaction, allow Apple to come to harm.
- A developer must obey any orders given to it by Apple, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
- A developer must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.
— I. Developer
Coyote Tracks: Geek Luddites -
Which makes them a lot like the ubiquitous computing of science fiction. Computers are everywhere in sci-fi, but they’re tricorders and PADDs and holographic heads-up displays, and characters only say “computer” when they’re directly asking one a question. The concept of computer has radically changed in that vision in a way which is much more than giving the navigation system the pleasant voice of Majel Barrett. We know this because if it hadn’t, a quarter of the fucking Enterprise crew would be the IT department.
(Source: chipotle)
Whereas I never forget how dumb his site can be
TechCrunch - I Forgot How Bad The iPhone Is
Given that several of Arrington’s annoyances have nothing to do with the iPhone and everything to do with AT&T’s scrotum-bitingly awful service and spotty coverage, this strikes me as a classic TC piece. Just really tacky, softball-team’s-newsletter level of analysis.
Truth is, I’d be really happy for Mike’s team if they got to make a lot of money from a sale to AOL.
But, personally, I wouldn’t mind seeing TechCrunch join CompuServe.
I mean, y’know—wherever they were interred.