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May 13
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In Kenya, Violence Shakes Running Community
(via beekeepersclub)
Before I clicked through, I totally thought this was an Onion headline. Probably because the title to Kenya’s chapter in Our Dumb World is “Kenya: Running 26.2 Miles Away From Their Problems.”
Too much Onion lately.
May 12
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I would tell you what I think, but I haven’t listened to the whole thing yet. If I had to bet, I would guess: better than Plans (retroactively blech), but not quite as good as Transatlanticism. Which is still pretty good.
In the meantime, I’ve been way into this album (download) which gets exponentially more rewarding with each lesson. If DCFC’s newest is half as good, I’m in.
New music
New Death Cab Album DownloadI would tell you what I think, but I haven’t listened to the whole thing yet. If I had to bet, I would guess: better than Plans (retroactively blech), but not quite as good as Transatlanticism. Which is still pretty good.
In the meantime, I’ve been way into this album (download) which gets exponentially more rewarding with each lesson. If DCFC’s newest is half as good, I’m in.
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So this is how the new iPhone will handle 3G: a manual on-off switch. Seamless automation would be nice, but at least the choice here is given. 3G chipsets are notorious for being battery-draining monsters, and Steve Jobs has cited that as one of the reasons 3G wasn’t included in the first iteration of the iPhone. I’d like to see just how fast 3G networks are—it can’t really be worth a 50%+ decrease in battery life, can it?
Via AppleInsider.
I haven’t had an iPhone long, but my one gripe has been battery life. It’s smart that Apple is giving users the choice of whether or not they want 3G instead of rocking it out on the phone with no choice and draining batteries unnecessarily.
That being said: I don’t need faster Internet on my phone; I would much rather have serviceable speed — which the edge network offers — and be able to freely chat and text than have to worry about charging my phone all the time. I’m not downloading music or streaming video, (well, sometimes I do that on the phone) so as long as I can get into my gmail and read some blogs/sites, check the weather etc. and it comes up in a reasonable amount of time, I’ll be OK.
Did I just make an argument against faster Internet? I think I just made an argument against faster Internet.
I have a feeling this won’t be as much of an either/or problem as you think. That’s kind of the whole point of a new version of the iPhone — building it to support 3G without killing the battery immediately. The 3G-enabled battery life will probably be somewhere in the middle: Not as long as the regular iPhone, but not as short as the regular iPhone with 3G would have been. If that makes any sense.
Anyway, I’m buying one regardless.
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Three days later, in a nearby restaurant, Nader and Enad were concentrating on eating with utensils, feeling a bit awkward since they normally eat with their right hands.— Love’s Rules Vex and Entrance Young Saudis
Suddenly, the young men stopped focusing on their food. A woman had entered the restaurant, alone. She was completely draped in a black abaya, her face covered by a black veil, her hair and ears covered by a black cloth pulled tight.
“Look at the batman,” Nader said derisively, snickering.
Enad pretended to toss his burning cigarette at the woman, who by now had been seated at a table. The glaring young men unnerved her, as though her parents had caught her doing something wrong.
“She is alone, without a man,” Enad said, explaining why they were disgusted, not just with her, but with her male relatives, too, wherever they were.
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“ FWIW, I was talking to the Beastmaster over the weekend and he says he’s heartened by the fact that Mr. Fleece-and-Flip-Flops can’t handle watching the carnage. He and Monkey Boy see this as a sign of weakness. And they’re right. The true killers (and I know because I’m one of them) don’t mind seeing our friends getting tossed under a bus — in fact, we get off on it. Larry, who’s the sickest of us all, actually videotapes his firings and then watches the tapes afterward, while being pleasured by interns. But not little Zuckerberg. When put to the test, he blinked. Nice work, kid. You let the Valley VCs and private equity sharks into the pool, and now the sharks are eating your friends, and you’re off in India, hiding. What a mensch.
May 11
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![via Gawker: “This painting of Heath Ledger, by Vincent Fantauzzo, was done weeks before the actor’s death, at his family home in Australia. It just won the “People’s Choice” award at the Archibald Prize Exhibition. [UPI]”](http://media.tumblr.com/oZKwpFNCJ8vnbwfaIlG6csc5_500.jpg)
via Gawker:
“This painting of Heath Ledger, by Vincent Fantauzzo, was done weeks before the actor’s death, at his family home in Australia. It just won the “People’s Choice” award at the Archibald Prize Exhibition. [UPI]”
“This painting of Heath Ledger, by Vincent Fantauzzo, was done weeks before the actor’s death, at his family home in Australia. It just won the “People’s Choice” award at the Archibald Prize Exhibition. [UPI]”
May 10
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“ Back in the days when I went to the pub on a Friday night instead of hurrying home, Colin Greenwood occasionally came too. He had gone to Cambridge with a friend of mine, and every six weeks or so Colin would join us for a beer, his appearances becoming less and less frequent with the rising fortunes of what we all still called “Colin’s band”. One night, back at another friend’s flat in Stockwell after last orders, Colin sheepishly asked if he could play a cassette of songs that Radiohead had just finished. They’d been working on it for ages, he said, probably for too long, and though they thought it might be good they really couldn’t tell any more. Would anyone mind if he played it? He put the tape on and wandered off to make a cup of tea. This is how I first got to hear the songs that made up OK Computer, a record that would soon be routinely and without irony acclaimed the best album ever made. The man who played bass guitar on it seemed a little bit embarrassed about the fact.