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My friend Rob has an excerpt of his recent column on Jobs here, and it’s a reminder that he may have gone gentle into that long night, but he didn’t go gentle into that prototype demonstration. I have the feeling he looked at the early drafts of the Apple.com homepage obit spread – he’d [...]
The Joyless Deathmarch of Enslaved Machinery
On September 20, 2011 · 51 Comments · In Advertising, Architorture, Comic Sins, Matchbooks, Mpls: history, The Forties, The Thirties
When I went to the sheriff’s office to pick up some documents, I passed the cafe in City Hall. Never seen it before; I’d always thought everyone ate downstairs in the big cafe under the plaza, but the waterfall. (Note to designers of the future: even if the windows face a waterfall, people still know [...]
Unremitting gloom all morn. Inauspicious start for August, and if there’s ever a month you could use “inauspicious” for, I suppose it would be August. No, July as well. Both named after men who probably had no belief whatsoever in auspices, and were also the heads of the state religion.
Every religion looks peculiar from [...]
Well, I promised a noon update, and here it is. For what it’s worth. Feeling poorly today, a direct consequence of 5 1/2 hours of sleep. I made the mistake of staying up too late to watch the penultimate episode of “The Killing,” which permitted itself some momentum for a change; nice of them. One [...]
This didn’t turn out like I’d hoped
On June 2, 2011 · 85 Comments · In Architorture, Mpls: history, Retro Delights, The Sixties, The Thirties
I hear you: I’ll change the font. And then probably change it again, until we can all agree. I like it, but if it’s a problem, well, I just write this thing. I don’t have to read it. Back to Gill – everyone okay with that, its ooky origins aside? I want something light and [...]
We rejoin our bike shop story, already in progress. Recall that my wife bought it Saturday morn, I went back to get it, was told it needed another part, was advised to get it myself elsewhere; jerk that I am, I pressed the clerk at the bike repair shop to completely repair the bike, something [...]
Cromer
On May 4, 2011 · 73 Comments · In Architorture, Mpls: history, The Forties, The Seventies, The Sixties
A small pleasure of the modern world: I was driving back from the grocery store, listening to satellite radio interview with a 101-year old man who wrote and directed radio dramas, including “Columbia Workshop.” They played one of his favorites, called “Cromer.” It was a travelogue, in a way – a description of the town [...]
Sometimes you click on a link in your Twitter feed, and it links to a website, and all of a sudden you’re standing outside in the wind, working on a small evil cigar, and hello, there’s your name. Kathy Shaidle was reading James Woolcott at Vanity Fair, and found an anecdote he related to be [...]
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