Rest in peace, Fred Rogers. He was a man of uncommon kindness and sincerity. A ‘goober’ of the highest order — and I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Month: February 2003
Those Radio users who upstream lots of pictures, PDFs or other large files to their weblog will be happy to learn that you can now purchase additional storage space on Radio.Weblogs.Com. This page on the Radio UserLand website explains how:
“Each Radio UserLand license comes with 40MB of storage space on Radio.Weblogs.Com. If you need more than 40MB of storage, you can purchase additional space in 50MB blocks for $39.95 at the UserLand store.”
Storage space is a one-time purchase and does not change Radio’s annual license fee.
Here are a few pictures from our dumpster day at Dave’s last Sunday: (click for full-size)
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I made a comple of panoramas as well…
And since I’m on panoramas, here’s the view out my living room window in Noe Valley:
Now what I’d really like is a phone with a camera, that could send pictures as email attachments to my weblog. That would rock!
What sucks though is that email over SMS only allows 134 characters, which makes for a very small writing surface. Gotta fix that…
A complaint of many /.’ers is that typing on a phone sucks. My Nokia has a predictive text feature that makes typing quite easy…
Just scanned the /. thread about cell phone blogging. We already have this. I typed this post on my Nokia 6360 and sent it via email.
Just to give you a small idea of what I’ve been dealing with in my own place over this last weekend, here’s a “before” picture of my kitchen. There’s still lots more to do.
Let’s just say that working on Dave’s garage was a refreshing break from working on my own apartment.
It’s well on its way to wonderful. Pictures will be forthcoming…
Jeff Cheney and I went down to Dave’s on Sunday and helped him (nearly) finish up clearing out his garage. Being in “spring cleaning” mode myself, I’m working my back something fierce, and I’ll feel it in the morning.
There’s something really fun about throwing out old stuff, even if it’s someone else’s… Of course the throwing itself is fun, but it’s much deeper than that…
Often for myself (and also for lots of people I know), carrying stuff around is about endings, but frequently we don’t realize it until we have to toss it in a dumpster.
The things we carry around for the sake of nostalgia signify points in our lives where something ended. The tendency to dwell on the history associated with objects, recalls how a time in our lives ended, or how we saw the end of an experience approaching. It’s easy to use these memories to define ourselves, but it can also be self-deceptive…
The catch is that with every ending there’s also a beginning, and the memories we carry around with us have little or nothing to do with real-world beginnings or endings.
In fact it’s our beginnings which are most important. The beginnings we make every day make a huge difference — the attitudes we take into our relationships with people, the way with which we approach our missions and goals, the ways we express our needs and react to those of others, the commitment we have (or don’t have) to living our lives…
I threw out a whole lot of stuff over the weekend, some of which was mine, some of which was Dave’s, and a lot of which wasn’t either. I feel better.
Scoble: “I think the whole “are blogs journalism” question is silly. I’m not trying to replace the professionals here (although occassionally I’ll scoop the professionals because I hang around interesting people doing interesting things).
“For me, blogs are more about conversation than about “reporting.” Newspapers are almost never about conversation (except in the letters-to-the-editors page, or maybe Ann Landers kind of things).”