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Original 1984 Apple Macintosh M0001 Computer Revisiting

Crazy but true, Mom actually hung on to the very same 128K M0001 Macintosh that Dad purchased shortly after the-most-expensive-commercial-to-date launched said iconic prototype in the midst of the 1984 Superbowl. Directed by Ridley Scott and perhaps the most prophetic commercial in television history, it only aired once and once was enough. Enter: the dawn of the digital happy face.

And so here it is, 25 years later and here I am, Marsha Collier’s “eBay for Dummies” by my side, running this eBay auction. This German guy, Lars who I met through Retromaccast has been with me every step of the way, even going so far as to create customized diagrams, to help me on my way towards a working computer again.  While it may not be the Gene Roddenberry’s Mac (which, coincidentally, just went up for auction this week as well) it’s got an archival integrity that is hard to match, thanks to my mom, a retired librarian, who kept almost all of the fliers, documentation and even a couple of the original boxes.

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Simply Shameless Ebay Shop Shill: So, as my goal is to get it to a worthy new owner, if you’re a collector and wanna check it out and perhaps even place a bid, here’s the link.

The names of the original creators are etched into the inside shell of the original M0001 models. Folklore.org has the entire story of the signing party and an image of the original signature sheet created February 1982. According to Andy Hertzfeld who wrote the post, this was a very conscious effort on Steve Jobs’ part.
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He thought of himself as an artist and encouraged his team to think of themselves that way, too. Of course that’s all obvious now, in retrospect. When I think about the promethean spirit driving those signatures in a world still dominated by “Basic” and “Pilot” and “IBM” is has to have been one of the fiercest humanistic moments in the history of personal computing. It also makes Ridley Scott’s stream fusing and metaphoric layering all the most dazzling and the experience of uncovering it, last week when picking the computer up after an internal hard drive repair, that much more satisfying.

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Why there’s more to SEO than tags and trending terms

I approached last week’s SEO workshop dubiously.  According to my understanding (which is based on what friends who do this stuff all the time) the best way to draw more traffic to your blog is simply to write all the time.  And that’s not totally untrue.  What’s also true, however, is that my neologistic propensity does not serve me well, when it comes to interacting with the creepy crawlie google spiders that be.  Take, for example, the term SEO.  Should I, on a whim, decide to refer to it as ‘Essie-oh’ instead, then, yes, my number of hits actually would go down.  Maybe not due to that alone but certainly it plays a factor in it.  So its a strange way to think about writing, basically, some words’ll crawl better than other words.  Plain as that.  Am I having a deja vu right now?  Maybe.  Lucky for me, the site doesn’t earn any money so there’s not reason to draw a certain target margin demographic to a particular page.  Shall I further explain?  I’m less cynical about it than I’m coming across, actually.  But I’m tired nevertheless.  Okay, more soon.


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Best reviews of Mad Men Season 3 and why I don’t “Mad Men” myself on Facebook

MadmenBlueStumbled across a Mad Men Season 3 Newsweek review that I found particularly lively, in that it gently interweaves the obvious and un-obvious allegorical nuances of the epic.  Decided to further investigate.  Blogger Dan O’Brien, understandably, prob gets a zillion times as much traffic as I do and his “Why You are an Idiot for Not Watching Mad Men” shows why. I’m cheating a bit by adding my friend Hollie’s blog entry about MM, since it’s actually about Season 1 and not 3 but truth to be told, Hollie’s blog is well worth reading in its entirety. Not only has she gone from being an actor to being a staffed writer on Cold Case in a period of a little over a year due to sheer determination, dedication and talent, but her insights about on-screen chemistry (which come from her acting talent and training) are actually applicable to all seasons, not just 1 or 3. In fact, while we’re backpedaling, I’d have to say that New York Magazine’s patented Don Draper Likability Index covering seasons 1 and 2 is still pretty fresh. Finally, please forgive my laziness (I’m not really lazy but I do really have to get started on my job hunt now, being that its a Friday and everything) if you really want to read Mad Men reviews, this metacritic link’ll be you there is no time flat. If I had more time, I’d try and dig up commentary on the music and on the cinematography and set design but that’d be another entry, I guess. Okay, so one more thing before signing off. For those of you wondering, why –despite the fact I can’t remember being this far gone over a show since Commander-in-Chief (which is actually what got me to start watching television for the first time since I was a teenager) there is a very specific reason that I don’t “Mad Men” myself on Facebook, The Costume was uncomfortable.  I adapted.here goes: while I loved working with this creative powerhouse during Season 2 and am not at all surprised to see Janie’s vision going viral in the form of the Mad Men Yourself phenom, I am apprehensive about embracing avatar altering fan rituals because, I dunno.  It’s not really where or who I’m at, I guess.  Then there are also those articles my dad forwarded me about virused Flash downloads and finally, because I’ve already got pics of my Mad Men’d self from the two Season 2 episodes I was in and I got em w/out downloading problematic software!

Click here to read my post about the Mad Men Season 3, episode 12 Kennedy Assassination episode titled “The Grown Ups.”

Click here for a bit of a babbley thought well intended (was new to blogging and didn’t get how spacing for the web and headers worked) and comprehensive description of my experience working as a featured background performer on the Mad Men, Season 2 episodes Three Sundays and Six Month Leave.

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Poladroiding With Sun Tzu at The Standard

The following Ten Image Poladroid Series rediscovers the ancient Sun Tzu on a West Hollywood Saturday night at The Standard

It’s a Saturday night and I’ve finally got some a sliver of a moment to hang back and chill out with my new translation of The Art of War.


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I’m reading it and remembering how life changing Sun Tzu was for me when I first discovered The Art of War in 2000.


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But, my friend, Ariane has invited me to the Purple Lounge Party at The Standard. I’m really enjoying the read but at the same time, I want to circulate and consequently I am all conflicted about what to do.

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The lure of The Standard’s acutely self-aware retro decor pulls me in with its tractor beam.

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The change of pulsebeat; the longing to circulate…

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Utter the word “Lush” at the door of the Purple Lounge for free entry.

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I run into a friend who wants to know what I did this evening, prior to The Purple Lounge and I tell him I was reading Sun Tzu.

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He asks what Sun Tzu writes about.  I explain that it is about how to co-exist with conflict in a way that is mindful and balanced.   Then I add, that the most successful war is a war that does not need to be fought.

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Then, several minutes later, a push and a shove.  An argument.  Neither of the two is willing to back down. Throwing my arms around the taller of the two, I twist him out of harms way and he graciously thanks me for the intervention. While my 5’3 height and 105 pound body weight didn’t provide a lot of physical mass to leverage, no one expected me to do what I did.  Thus, the element of surprise.


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Would I try this again under similar circumstances?  Actively involve myself in someone else’s conflict like this? Hard to tell.

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Stranger things have happened to people who’ve read Sun Tzu, I guess.

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Quakey

So this was bound to happen at some point or another. My first real Cali Earthquake. Ground was shaking. Not tilting or slanting or rippling or buckling or any other the other bizarre scenarios I’d heard or seen or read about. It sounded like a large truck or freight train passing uncomfortably close. So I leap across the room, sequester myself in the doorway for all of, oh, twenty seconds and then it’s all gone. And I stay in the doorway for about another minute or so, wondering what, if any, aftershocks might ensue, then get up and return to my script. About five minutes pass and I realize my heart is still on fight/flight forward. I check the radio.  Schubert playing.   ‘Was it really a big deal,’ I’m wondering, ‘or am I making a big deal of it?’ Maybe it wasn’t a quake at all—just a plate tremour, like they always get, only I noticed something this time.  Seemed like more than that.  I did, afterall, leap into a doorway.  But maybe not.  My generally quiet downstairs neighbors are now arguing with the other neighbors but I can’t understand what they’re arguing about because it’s in Arabic.  Both families recently immigrated from Syria.  Could that be connected with what just happened?  Are there Earthquakes in Syria?  Phones are ringing, now.  It’s like all the apartments, all around the courtyard have phones going off  simultaneously.  I hear a siren; then another one.  Okay, okay, emergency vehicles are involved.  This was def a legit experience.  Okay, so I turn on the radio, again. Playing…Schubert?  I think it’s Schubert, anyway.  Not 100% sure. Google search.  No, not Schubert seaching, earthquake searching.  Only earthquakes mentioned in Burbank were in, like 2005.  So, I go back to writing my script when Sam’s IM pops up on my Gmail ichat. “You alright.” OMG—this was a legit experience, I guess. “Yeah, fine. How’d you know?” I’m asking. “The Tube” he tells me. And so we’re discussing all the various applications of the word “Tube” via g-chat (via fiberoptic ‘tube’) when I get another call and then another. Dad wanted to be sure I was okay.  He tells me about the quake he experienced in Japan.  Why haven’t I ever travelled to Japan?  I wanna go to Japan one day!  Dad has to get back to work, ends the call.  Cousins Josh and Sally in Calabasas each send emails tell me they’re okay.  And then Edward calls.  Edward, my fellow east-coast transplant who just two weeks ago returned Boston and was all bummed that he never got to experience an earthquake.  He assures me that this earthquake was legit. Yes, a real earthquake. 5.5.  I check in w/ the cardio-vascular unit and yes, indeed, my heart is still prepping to enter mach five past light speed. Okay. So it really really was legit. Quick. Relatively innocuous. But still, legit.  And after trolling the LA Times website for some photo or snap of some sort that might have managed to successfully captured the jolt, I’d done near given up when, low and behold, “Earthquake Damage” popped up on my friend, Michelle Hanson’s facebook profile.  And there it was.  Michelle had succeeded where the LA Times’ pulitzer winning staff had failed.  Jpeg version of photo, kindly provided by the artist and posted with her permission.  That is, so long as she gets 5% of the gross, if it sells…

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Cat & Fiddle Catch-up; Running-on Down the Sunset Strip and Linking Blogs

This is so simple and so brilliant but it never really happens. Well, not enough, at any rate. Someone organizes a night for writers atta bar and then they send the invite to someone who met them via their blog and then that person forwards the invite to me and then I forward it around to other writer friends and then those other writer friends respond to the forward I just sent them, telling me they’ll be there already and had gotten the message already and are glad I’m also gonna be there or maybe they tell me that they’re gonna go now because of the evite I just forwarded them and look forward to catching up. And then I’m driving down (West, actually, but okay, I’ll go with it) driving down the Sunset strip and I’m getting all these text messages from friends I hadn’t seen in ages and had no idea we’re gonna stop by, telling me that they’re already there asking where I am and that they’re waiting at the bar so I’m trying to respond to the text whenever there’s a red light or a bottleneck (like near the Hollywood Bowl) describing my other friends who are also looking for me there because maybe then they’ll find one another, even though they don’t actually know one another, but that’s okay, because I’m stuck in traffic and have something like 250 text messages for a flat fee (on top of my overpriced calling plan) and so I’m continuing to recieve texts and send them (nobody ends up finding anyone else until I get there anyway) and then drive to my friend Hollie’s place (the one who emailed me about the event, initially) and pick up Hollie and then I Hollie and I get there and there are all these writers that I really like to converse with and all of us end up having a really good time. Was from the Sunset Strip on all just one, long, sentence? Holy shit—I think it was!!!! When I met Jane, the organizer of the event, and I asked her how her blog was going, traffic-wise. She told me she go 47 or so hits per day. “Wow, that’s amazing!!” So I email her the next day asking her how to go about getting more blog traffic. “Send me a link,” she goes. And so now I’m linked to Jane’s blog.

Oh, and btw. My friend Sam (the guy in the photo) is not a writer. He’s a New York friend, visiting this week for his summer break. Sam is generally too busy attending plays and art openings to watch TV. (Also, like me, I don’t think he owns a television set). Lisa, my other friend in the photo, said she was “honored” to meet Sam, after he explained to her that he wasn’t actually a writer, struggling to get his identity on the map like the rest of us were. Reason? Sam is a full-time humanitarian. The Greenwall Foundation, the organization Sam works for in New York, funds Arts and Humanities organizations as well as environmental initiatives.

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Creating a New Post

Still trying to get the hand of this. I am fortunate in that my buddy LJ is helping me through this training wheels phase. He is now the proud owner of a Uniqlo T-shirt. There is only one Uniqlo in the entire US and that is in Soho. The t-shirt is a birthday gift. I got my friend Cathy another Uniqlo t-shirt; she’s the one who told me about Uniqlo. LJ doesn’t have a site to link to but he is working on a lesbian dating site called subverge.com

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Hello world!

Blogs away. People have been telling me for quite some time I should do this. In fact, it’s kinda ridiculous I didn’t start sooner given my logorrheic disposition. So here I am, logorrheic-ing away (which, according to WordPress, is a grammatical errrr) (WordPress, according to WordPress, is also a grammatical err, btw)

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