Month: May 2002

Happy Birthday

Speaking of Zeldman, Happy Birthday to Jeffery Zeldman presents…

Eight years online and not a day older (OK, not really…).

It doesn’t seem like anytime at all since I was elated at being ‘hat-tipped’ by him, but it turns out it was actually some 16 months ago. Wow, doesn’t time fly when you are having fun.
Today’s momentous occasion (hey I’ve been reading his site for a about 6 years now) made me wonder when I ‘discovered’ the Internet. Thankfully there are people with a good deal more foresight than me, and thanks to those nice people at the WayBack Machine, I can now offer up the following website, my first ever for my first ever company: Crossaig circa November 1st 1996.

A walk in Central London

Public Lettering (via Prolific, via Zeldman) Fascinating and involving.

Reminds me of some advice my father gave me about my home city of Glasgow. “Look up.” Typically in cities these days, most of the older buildings have been shelled out and converted to shops. Their lower floors vandalised and replaced with large, featureless pieces of glass. Most of them still feature the original architecture and features in the upper floors and roofs, we just don’t notice it. It’s amazing to think that there are more things you don’t notice, than those you do.

I should point out that there are some places in Glasgow that have managed to blend into the city, Princes Square, the new Buchanan Galleries, and the Concert Hall, to name a few, all now ‘work’ as part of the city.

Free Book

OK I’ve only skimmed a few pages of this, but it looks good so far.

What is it? “A few months ago a group of writers with Web sites decided to get together and make a book. The idea was for each writer to compose a story on the theme ‘How-to,’ to result in a bound volume titled ‘Manual.'”

So go ahead and Read the Fucking Manual – RTFM indeed.

To comment, or not to comment…
The majority of the sites I visit have a comment facility of some sort, and I’ve been toying with adding one myself for sometime now. The one thing that keeps stopping is maintenance.

Battleground God
Answer 17 questions about your religious beliefs (this is aimed a those of christian denomination): “Our battleground is that of rational consistency.”
Play Battleground God or Check my results.

REM.IX

R.E.M. – The band, the legend are a lovely bunch of people, so lovely, in fact, they are making ten remixes of some recent songs available, to us, for free.

Don’t believe me? Check it out for yourself!

Hump Day?

I think this falls in with what Michele was saying about your mind working in different ways (I’m not going to use the word porn on this website, I get far too many weird and wonderful search hits as it is..)

Anyway those nice people over at 0(zero)format have put together a little package to help you over the ‘hump’ of the week. The ‘hump’ being, of course, Wednesday.

OK I’ll plead guilty to not figuring out what ‘Hump Day’ was until about 10 minutes ago. Here was me thinking that, for some reason, all you Yanks were shagging (humping) on a Wednesday…

Hmm must look for a slang dictionary so I don’t look so stupid in the future.

Simplification

Carey gets back to basics, and I must admit I’ve been thinking something similar as I’ve recently been pondering the ‘why’ and ‘who’ of this very website. Of course when Carey does it, it looks good, like a post ironic take on neo-modernism… or something…

Anyway it again brings up the subject of ‘why’. I’ve written about my ‘‘ for a website, and I think that most personal websites serve the same purpose.

The sole requirement for owning a website is because you, the author, designer, fuhrer of your webspace, want one. How you use it is down to you, no-one else. There are no rules, merely suggested guidelines, and they are only softly suggested (count how many bend, break, and completley ignore them).

Do it for you. If you want to post, post, if you want to write a 5000 word dissertation about the fate of tsetse fly in Western Africa, go right ahead. If you want to become a linkwhore, and are only in it for the pseudo celebrity, hey, that’s up to you (but ask anyone who doesn’t surf the blogging/design channels who Zeldman is and watch the blank stares).

Simplification? I don’t care. Well I do care, but about you. It’s your website, do what you want.

The funniest thing has just popped into my head, and ideal April Fool, think I’ll keep it to myself for the moment though (Ohh and I give Carey about a month before he explodes back in a glory of technicolor.. although I’m merely basing that on my own lack of self-will and addiction to this funny little place we call the web).

Made in Taiwan

I remember, as a child, receiving a toy car. I don’t remember the exact make or model, but I do remember that, on the underside, were the words “Made in Taiwan”. Taiwan. It sounds exciting and different, although growing up in Dumbarton ANYTHING sounds exciting and different, but this was other-worldly, and for the first time I felt a sense of adventure. What was this Taiwan place like? What type of people lived there? Where exactly was it? It must be millions of miles I away, I thought, what a journey for a little toy car!

It was a moment that made me realise that there was more to life than my little world, that the world was a big place, with many different places, people, and ‘stuff’.

However that moment has since faded into the memory of childhood, and the reality is one of a diminishing world, where boundaries blur, distances shrink and communities flourish and die.

Blame the Internet? I’m not sure, too many other factors involved. How do children today see the world? Is it an exciting place, with limitless experiences and possibilities, or is Taiwan just where their friend from the Pokemon chat room stays?

The joy of the internet gave us instant communication, but what about the longer, deeper effects? Should we limit the time our children spend on the PC, or watching television? How will they experience this kind of wonderment?

This kinda thing worries me you know…