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Jake says...

Maybe I'm extra special partial to this because I've fallen in love faster with Raul Ibanez than any other baseball player, and it's a little unsettling to see him react so angrily to what I consider to be an understandably suspicious, imperfectly presented, but ultimately harmless blog post, but maybe my rapture runs deeper. Maybe the debate really does provide a totally fascinating angle from which to look at press and rumor and the evolution of information flow...



Good for ESPN for hosting the discussion. Good for Jerod the blogger for participating with cool and humility. And good for Raul for offering stool samples if requested. Radical transparency, baby.

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Jake says...

The conversation began...

E: I cut your hair in a bathtub that night. You remember?
N: I was drunk.


Something yanked my attention elsewhere, but I wrestled and escaped and caught the end...

N: Buy low, sell high. That's what they called it. It was 2001, maybe, and they decided it was a good time to get in. So they grew mustaches. They figured it'd blow up. It didn't. Which is too bad.

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Jake says...

Another reason to appreciate the fact that cheap, easy media production tools are everywhere and spreading:



No original is immune to the mashup.  Nothing is sacred. 

And I think that's good.  Makes it more difficult for us to hold on to idealized glories past.  Keeps things evolving, living in the moment.

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Jake says...

Did a little vid chatting today with Danny, my arch burrito eating rival.

The primary purpose of the call was to compare mustaches

But things didn't get really exciting until Danny showed me his new toy.

Moments like these remind me that it truly is the '90s, and anything truly is possible.

     
Click here to download:
Skype_Evolution.zip (2524 KB)

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Jake says...

When I picked up this van (the wheels that'll carry us to the inauguration) last night, the Enterprise guy had left the radio tuned to a nothing but '90s rock station.  So I've been listening.  And brushing back up.

'90s rock was, after all, one of my first music loves.

The first concert I ever went to was Stone Temple Pilots in West Philly in summer 1994.  I went with Brent the Mushroom Hunter (before he was a mushroom hunter, of course) and Tara, that summer's babysitter (for my cousins, my sister, and, whether we admitted it or not, us 12 year olds too).  Someone smashed our windshield during the show, so we hung in the police station and Tara played banjo while we waited for my mom and aunt to come get us.  Brent got a totally sweet tie dye STP t shirt.  I STILL regret that the one I bought was black and white.

Anyway, this song came on while the van and I were driving to Dover, DE this morning.  Yeah.  Dover, DE.  Capital of the First State.  It was awesome.

Interstate Love Song is track 4 on Purple.

Interstate Love Song by Stone Temple Pilots  
(download)

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Jake says...

! *\o/* *\o/* *\o/* !

I first saw Rives in this talk.  He is the emperor of oranges.

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Jake says...

It's a good day when your 16 year old cousin leaves this message on your Facebook wall:

what up my man give me your number i have sensitive information we must discuss

I sent him the number, and I am through the roof excited for the phone call.

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Jake says...

My lead developer told me in an email this afternoon that he is a ninja.  Which is exciting.  For him.  And for The Carrot Project.  I think.

I read the email again a few minutes ago, and I thought of realultimatepower.net.  Most people have seen Real Ultimate Power, right?  In college, drunk and/or stoned, late at night?  If you missed it or forget, get drunk and/or stoned some time, and have a look.  It's a classic.

I think someone first showed it to me in 2002.  I wish I could remember who.  I do remember that I coudn't get enough.  And I definitely remember when the movie scripts first came out.  They absolutely knocked me over.  Tears.  Screams.  Pains in the stomach.  Exhaustion.  Wailing guitar in the background.

And I still think it's brilliant.  That facts section on the first page gets me every time:

1.    Ninjas are mammals.
2.    Ninjas fight ALL the time.
3.    The purpose of the ninja is to flip out and kill people.

There's something about that grammar that I absolutely love.  And I also love that when I copied that text over from Real Ultimate Power and pasted here, both instances of the word Ninjas disappeared.  White font.  Attention to detail.

Anyway, the reason I bring this up is that I'm curious about the historical significance of Real Ultimate Power. Significance in terms of the disproportionate prominence of ninja conversation in our lives.  And significance in the development or direction of whatever it is we call internet humor.

Did Real Ultimate Power change the world, albeit ever so slightly?  I think it did.  And I 100% totally seriously predict that someone will write a PhD thesis on it someday.

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Jake says...

Cold calling is alive and well.

I'm often alone in the Acorn office in the evenings, and I get some great solicitations.

Probably the most ridiculous and totally ineffective (you'd think, anyway) call I've answered is a recording that starts the conversation not with "hello" or any other pleasant greeting but rather with: "Don't be alarmed!"

They've called twice this summer.  The first time, I was alarmed, so I hung up.  The second time I wasn't so much alarmed as startled and entertained, but I hung up anyway.  I'm hoping they'll call again.  I've decided I want to know what they're selling.

But it's not just the initial phone aspects of the cold calls that are funny.

A dude got through to me last night with a grandiose pitch about IT services, and I asked him to send me an email so I could consider.  I'm curious about the ways web development shops present themselves to potential customers, so I was sincere in my desire for him to send me an email explaining what he does.

And I'm he sent one.  Not because I'm going to hire his firm.  I'm pretty sure I can keep all my outsourcing in the family.  But, rather, because of this line:

I promise our strategic alliance will merge into a bolder primacy for your business.

Wow.  Not a list of the technical things the firm does well.  Not a link to their dev portfolio.  No comments about speed or competitive prices.  Just a proclamation of the end result: bolder primacy.

Here's a link to their site if anyone's curious.  Note, however, that I just tried clicking it, and, if my computer and internet connection are any indication, it's broken.

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