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The Downside of Digital Media

atomic-o-licious:

Last week I took my children to a book signing for one of their favorite authors. 
There were 150 families packed into a small independent bookstore.  Cross-legged children covered all available floor space and adults lined the perimeter of the store.  When the author came out for his reading my children beamed.  They were thrilled by the experience. 

Then the author did something that has left my mind simmering, he staged his reading.  He posed; book in hand, arm out stretched, in an animated gesture, as if he were in the middle of reading to the children.  He struck another pose and then a third and then he asked everyone to put away their cameras.  A tangible wave of discomfort passed through the crowd.  The author explained that we are all overly obsessed with documenting life.  We were asked to enjoy watching him read instead of recording him read.  Hesitantly, people put down their cameras.

How often in our digital media driven lives do we miss a moment while ensuring that we document all of life’s moments? 

A collaboration of authors published a paper this summer titled, “Personal records on the web: Who’s in charge of archiving, Hotmail or archivists?”  The authors reviewed archival literature to explain the purpose of documenting our daily lives. 

  “The value of personal papers as unique documentary evidence of a society  and as colorful cultural memories has motivated archives and special  collection departments in libraries to collect them.  As archives and libraries  value the personal papers in their collections, their desire to preserve the  past has expanded to include the digital forms of personal papers.”

By colorful cultural memories I wonder how archivists would rate You Tube videos of drunken college girls or a photo montage of people in Wal-mart.  What kind of legacy is our society creating?  The majority of today’s personal papers are more like toilet tissue.

Our family has three legitimate cameras, an SRL, a point and shoot, and a video camera.  All three take still pictures and video.  We also have three different iProducts with picture and video capability and older versions of such products that only take pictures.  Finally we have a child’s digital camera that gets regular use.  Our image file load is overwhelming. 

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Socialbro User Guide: Managing lists

socialbro:

The lists management is one of the most powerful function of SocialBro. Let’s see an example:

We want to create a list with users interested in Marketing and from New York. For this we just have to search in our followers (also we could search in our community and in all Twitter) by…

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Cognitive Dissonance: Fact-checking is important.

cognitivedissonance:

bryanboova reblogged your video: Jon Huntsman destroys Ron Paul in 60 seconds over…

No comments allowed on this YouTube video. hmmm… Also equally shocking that the linked poll is from USA Today who’s [sic] average readership age is hovering right around 70…

Cognitive…

chriskelly:

Happy Holidays From The Kelly-Handsome Family!
Hey friends and family, Ben here!
Phew! What a year it was for the Kelly-Handsomes! 2011 was full of trips, filled to the brim with love, jam-packed with memories, and the year our dog lost every one of his legs.
Let’s begin at the beginning! As everyone knows, the year started strong for our little clan when Chris, the love of my life, won Best Original Screenplay and Best Director at the Oscars for his feature debut, And You Too Shall Die. I was quite the beaming husband that night!!! On top of all the awards, the movie got an impressive 100% Fresh rating on Rotten Tomatoes and Roger Ebert said it was, quote, “Raw, immediate and heartbreaking. But never cliche. Never cloying. There was no music in the entire film, no artifice, no obvious ‘acting’—just people living, experiencing, crying, watching someone die, sitting, occasionally laughing, and many times running. I’m ready to die now.”
Going to the Oscars with him in February was a lot of fun, especially because I’m not the Hollywood type. It felt so weird not to be wearing my usual blue jeans and plain white t-shirt. But this part isn’t about me, it’s about my husband! Chris also had a very exciting summer. His collection of comedic essays, Pay Attention To Me! (This Time In Book Form), was a best-seller, which he was not expecting, because he wrote it all in one sitting underneath an apple tree on our fourth estate in the south of France. That book won the Pulitzer, but we decided not to go to the awards ceremony, because we were too busy laying by the fireplace in our second home that I had just built right off the hot tub in our third bathroom. The one on our fifth deck.
But enough about Chris! This was also an extremely fun and rewarding year for me, too. I was the perfect amount of busy and away from Chris, and the perfect amount available to him the second he needed or wanted me around for any reason at all (be it to have sex or just listen to him complain about something…both of which I love to do!) Chris sometimes likes to be alone for long periods of time because he’s introverted and moody, and every time he says, “Ben, I just wanna be by myself for a bit”, I just back off, somehow start loving him even more, and then go build a cool antique shelf to put up in our house for picture frames. We have close to 850 shelves!!!
This year my architecture/philanthropy business really took off. For those of you we haven’t seen in awhile, I quit my job as a lawyer/doctor in March and decided to become an architect/philanthropist. Basically, what that means is sometimes I design cool homes, and then sometimes I just go around helping others. You get it. It’s a really cool job that allows me to travel and bring my family with me. This year alone we went to Greece, Iceland, Brazil, Spain, Italy (have Chris tell you about all the guys that hit on him there!!!!), Japan, China, Australia, Portugal, Egypt, South Africa, and Antarctica. But my favorite place I visited all year was Chris’ body (I know, I know. That’s not appropriate for a Christmas card, but holy fuck is it true!!!!!!) Did you know Chris started gaining muscle in his sleep this year? It’s weird. He doesn’t work out or take care of himself in any way, but he’s been getting really cut and fit. So we went to the doctor and they said he has a rare gene that allows him to work out just by sleeping. It’s amazing!!!
But back to me!
Aside from my work, my hobbies have been really fulfilling this year. Obviously my favorite is either hanging out with Chris or not hanging out with him at his discretion, but this year I also got really into chopping wood shirtless, giving massages to Chris for three to four hours at a time, and complimenting Chris’ face during commercials while we watch “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” and he eats a Chipotle burrito. But more than that, I love spending time with my kids. Running with them, playing with them, kicking fall leaves with them, holding them up above my face and having them smile down at me and my chiseled jaw-line. They’re the best. So let’s talk about them now!
First up we have Jack, who had SUCH a great year!!! He’s seven and getting SO big! Chris and I were both nervous about having a son; would he be gay and then people would think we made him gay? Would he be straight and be ashamed of his gay fathers? But neither came true! He’s only seven, but we can already tell he’s going to be quite the ladies’ man. And he said that when he grows up, he wants to spend time volunteering to push handicapped gay people around in wheelchairs. What a sweetheart! This year, Jack also got really into baseball, but his team plays a new version of baseball where the games only last five minutes. So it’s a lot of fun to go to one, take in the Americana of it all for the length of a song or two, and then immediately leave! 
Then there is Harper Grace who just turned nine this year, and how do I put this? Chris and I fucking hate her. I mean. She is the worst. No joke, we can not deal with that girl. Like, she’s just one of those people where it’s like, “Do you even hear what you sound like? How can you not tell how you’re coming off!?”. You know what I mean? Like, in that picture up there? Sure, she looks cute. But Christ Almighty, is she fooling everyone. Seriously, if you wanna talk to her, go ahead, give her a call. I fucking dare you. I don’t even know what it is about her, I can’t think of a specific thing. She just…she fucking makes my skin crawl.
Then there’s baby Ipo Keiki, who we adopted from Laos this year! She is so cute, I just wanna break her face off. And the cool thing about her is that she doesn’t age. She’ll remain two and adorable for the next five to ten years and then just die off. So it’s really perfect because Chris wanted a cute Laotian daughter that he could save and raise and use to feel superior and philanthropic, but didn’t want to do the whole “raising a third child” thing. So this is the best of both worlds! It’ll be sad when she dies, but I’m sure we’ll learn a lot from it that we’ll carry with us forever!
OH! And this year for Halloween, we dressed Ipo up as a pumpkin. She looked so, so cute. We’ve also dressed her up as something every other day of the year, because she’s too adorable not to constantly be in some sort of character. So far she’s been a painter, a bumblebee, a cherry, a bear, a blueberry, a dandelion, a slut, a porcupine, a little chef, a cobra, a magician’s assistant, a real estate broker who is also in night school, a ballerina, a soccer player, a divorcee who never stops talking about it, one of those girls who’s always freezing, and a toy soldier! 
And speaking of Halloween: this year little Jack went as a medic for the first half of trick or treating and then dressed up as Chris for the second half, because he said he, “couldn’t decide which hero he would rather be”. Cute as a button, that kid! (We’ve also dressed Ipo Keiki up as a button.) And then Harper Grace was…something for Halloween…? I forget. I think there were wings? I wasn’t paying attention. You give her an inch of attention, and that goddamn girl will take a mile.
Then there’s our lovable dog Racer, who tragically lost all of his legs this year. A wolf ate off the first one, another one had to be cut off because he lost a bet, the third one was burned off in a dare, and then the fourth one…we don’t know what happened. (But I swear to God, ten bucks says Harper Grace had something to do with it.)
All in all, it was a great, great year for the Kelly-Handsomes and we are so looking forward to an even better 2012, filled with love, happiness, and Chris and I making love in this new old-timey treehouse I’m building off our bedroom that you can only get to by secret passage-way!
Love, 
Ben, Jack, Harper Grace, Ipo Keiko, Racer, and Academy Award Winner Chris Kelly
December 20th, 2011

chriskelly:

Happy Holidays From The Kelly-Handsome Family!

Hey friends and family, Ben here!

Phew! What a year it was for the Kelly-Handsomes! 2011 was full of trips, filled to the brim with love, jam-packed with memories, and the year our dog lost every one of his legs.

Let’s begin at the beginning! As everyone knows, the year started strong for our little clan when Chris, the love of my life, won Best Original Screenplay and Best Director at the Oscars for his feature debut, And You Too Shall Die. I was quite the beaming husband that night!!! On top of all the awards, the movie got an impressive 100% Fresh rating on Rotten Tomatoes and Roger Ebert said it was, quote, “Raw, immediate and heartbreaking. But never cliche. Never cloying. There was no music in the entire film, no artifice, no obvious ‘acting’—just people living, experiencing, crying, watching someone die, sitting, occasionally laughing, and many times running. I’m ready to die now.”

Going to the Oscars with him in February was a lot of fun, especially because I’m not the Hollywood type. It felt so weird not to be wearing my usual blue jeans and plain white t-shirt. But this part isn’t about me, it’s about my husband! Chris also had a very exciting summer. His collection of comedic essays, Pay Attention To Me! (This Time In Book Form), was a best-seller, which he was not expecting, because he wrote it all in one sitting underneath an apple tree on our fourth estate in the south of France. That book won the Pulitzer, but we decided not to go to the awards ceremony, because we were too busy laying by the fireplace in our second home that I had just built right off the hot tub in our third bathroom. The one on our fifth deck.

But enough about Chris! This was also an extremely fun and rewarding year for me, too. I was the perfect amount of busy and away from Chris, and the perfect amount available to him the second he needed or wanted me around for any reason at all (be it to have sex or just listen to him complain about something…both of which I love to do!) Chris sometimes likes to be alone for long periods of time because he’s introverted and moody, and every time he says, “Ben, I just wanna be by myself for a bit”, I just back off, somehow start loving him even more, and then go build a cool antique shelf to put up in our house for picture frames. We have close to 850 shelves!!!

This year my architecture/philanthropy business really took off. For those of you we haven’t seen in awhile, I quit my job as a lawyer/doctor in March and decided to become an architect/philanthropist. Basically, what that means is sometimes I design cool homes, and then sometimes I just go around helping others. You get it. It’s a really cool job that allows me to travel and bring my family with me. This year alone we went to Greece, Iceland, Brazil, Spain, Italy (have Chris tell you about all the guys that hit on him there!!!!), Japan, China, Australia, Portugal, Egypt, South Africa, and Antarctica. But my favorite place I visited all year was Chris’ body (I know, I know. That’s not appropriate for a Christmas card, but holy fuck is it true!!!!!!) Did you know Chris started gaining muscle in his sleep this year? It’s weird. He doesn’t work out or take care of himself in any way, but he’s been getting really cut and fit. So we went to the doctor and they said he has a rare gene that allows him to work out just by sleeping. It’s amazing!!!

But back to me!

Aside from my work, my hobbies have been really fulfilling this year. Obviously my favorite is either hanging out with Chris or not hanging out with him at his discretion, but this year I also got really into chopping wood shirtless, giving massages to Chris for three to four hours at a time, and complimenting Chris’ face during commercials while we watch “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” and he eats a Chipotle burrito. But more than that, I love spending time with my kids. Running with them, playing with them, kicking fall leaves with them, holding them up above my face and having them smile down at me and my chiseled jaw-line. They’re the best. So let’s talk about them now!

First up we have Jack, who had SUCH a great year!!! He’s seven and getting SO big! Chris and I were both nervous about having a son; would he be gay and then people would think we made him gay? Would he be straight and be ashamed of his gay fathers? But neither came true! He’s only seven, but we can already tell he’s going to be quite the ladies’ man. And he said that when he grows up, he wants to spend time volunteering to push handicapped gay people around in wheelchairs. What a sweetheart! This year, Jack also got really into baseball, but his team plays a new version of baseball where the games only last five minutes. So it’s a lot of fun to go to one, take in the Americana of it all for the length of a song or two, and then immediately leave! 

Then there is Harper Grace who just turned nine this year, and how do I put this? Chris and I fucking hate her. I mean. She is the worst. No joke, we can not deal with that girl. Like, she’s just one of those people where it’s like, “Do you even hear what you sound like? How can you not tell how you’re coming off!?”. You know what I mean? Like, in that picture up there? Sure, she looks cute. But Christ Almighty, is she fooling everyone. Seriously, if you wanna talk to her, go ahead, give her a call. I fucking dare you. I don’t even know what it is about her, I can’t think of a specific thing. She just…she fucking makes my skin crawl.

Then there’s baby Ipo Keiki, who we adopted from Laos this year! She is so cute, I just wanna break her face off. And the cool thing about her is that she doesn’t age. She’ll remain two and adorable for the next five to ten years and then just die off. So it’s really perfect because Chris wanted a cute Laotian daughter that he could save and raise and use to feel superior and philanthropic, but didn’t want to do the whole “raising a third child” thing. So this is the best of both worlds! It’ll be sad when she dies, but I’m sure we’ll learn a lot from it that we’ll carry with us forever!

OH! And this year for Halloween, we dressed Ipo up as a pumpkin. She looked so, so cute. We’ve also dressed her up as something every other day of the year, because she’s too adorable not to constantly be in some sort of character. So far she’s been a painter, a bumblebee, a cherry, a bear, a blueberry, a dandelion, a slut, a porcupine, a little chef, a cobra, a magician’s assistant, a real estate broker who is also in night school, a ballerina, a soccer player, a divorcee who never stops talking about it, one of those girls who’s always freezing, and a toy soldier! 

And speaking of Halloween: this year little Jack went as a medic for the first half of trick or treating and then dressed up as Chris for the second half, because he said he, “couldn’t decide which hero he would rather be”. Cute as a button, that kid! (We’ve also dressed Ipo Keiki up as a button.) And then Harper Grace was…something for Halloween…? I forget. I think there were wings? I wasn’t paying attention. You give her an inch of attention, and that goddamn girl will take a mile.

Then there’s our lovable dog Racer, who tragically lost all of his legs this year. A wolf ate off the first one, another one had to be cut off because he lost a bet, the third one was burned off in a dare, and then the fourth one…we don’t know what happened. (But I swear to God, ten bucks says Harper Grace had something to do with it.)

All in all, it was a great, great year for the Kelly-Handsomes and we are so looking forward to an even better 2012, filled with love, happiness, and Chris and I making love in this new old-timey treehouse I’m building off our bedroom that you can only get to by secret passage-way!

Love, 

Ben, Jack, Harper Grace, Ipo Keiko, Racer, and Academy Award Winner Chris Kelly

December 20th, 2011

chriskelly:

huffpostcomedy:

popculturebrain:

Taran Killam Does His Best Robyn Impression at 4:30 am on SNL’s Writing Night

With bonus flashlight rave from Bobby Moynihan, Vanessa Bayer, Sarah Schneider, and Abby Elliot.

(via whereistheothersock, Killam on Twitter)

This is so wildly endearing.

I’m so glad this is up!

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beatyourwings:

i interviewed warren ellis for VICE / motherboard. he talked about a lot of things, not least of which was the question of whether he has common ground with newt gingrich when it comes to space exploration.
it was really cool and interesting. you should read it.

beatyourwings:

i interviewed warren ellis for VICE / motherboard. he talked about a lot of things, not least of which was the question of whether he has common ground with newt gingrich when it comes to space exploration.

it was really cool and interesting. you should read it.

(Source: beatyourwings)

vindikateor:

“I can’t hear the TV while I’m eating crunchy snacks.”

vindikateor:

“I can’t hear the TV while I’m eating crunchy snacks.”

fuckyeah1990s:

do we even need an election in 2012 after seeing this photo? GIVE HIM ALL THE PRESIDENTS

fuckyeah1990s:

do we even need an election in 2012 after seeing this photo? GIVE HIM ALL THE PRESIDENTS

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stuffhipstershate:

GUEST POST: Showing Their Uncool Cousins Around TownWell, this is a bit of pickle dipped in an inconvenience wrapped up  in a culture clash. You agreed to this family hang as a favor to your  Mom because she asked you to take your Republican-ish cousin Brad from  Akron, Ohio out on the town while he’s in the city for a work-related  function. You tried to weasel your way out of it, but she wore you down  with a guilt trip. “It’s only four hours out of your life, so quit your whining and  just do it,” she said sternly which made you groan because really where  can you take this guy? He’s sure as hell not gonna enjoy going to any of  the dimly-lit, low scene dive bar rat holes you frequent. Even if he  says he wants to see “how the other half lives” and insists that you  guys pop into your favorite haunt for beers, he doesn’t mean it. He  wants to go somewhere that he can either a) watch sports on a large  television b) stuff some kind of cheesy popper in his mouth and/or c)  look at bimbos. This is the holy trinity of entertainment for him!  Anything less than that is gonna be a big time letdown for his big night  in the city.  He’ll show up in an Ohio State baseball hat, a crummy, blue Old Navy  sweater with a horizontal white stripe knitted across the chest, boxy  light blue jeans, and a pair of off-white Reeboks. Yup, good old Brad.  Just looking him over you know that he’s gonna hate anywhere you take  him to.   If you do decide to take him to your favorite spot because you can’t  think of anywhere else to go, he’ll look around nervously as he leans  against a wall with one hand jammed in his front pocket and one hand  wrapped around a Bud Light beer bottle and unleash a string of running  commentary about the other patrons’ fashion choices. “Cool ear plugs, guy,” he’ll sarcastically crack at some dude you’re  actually friends with, which will make you consider how mad your Mom  would get if you just straight-up walked out of the bar and hightailed  it home. Yes, ear plugs are weird. They make people’s ears look wonky. I  got the memo about that, Brad, You’re such an astute fashion critic!  Tell me more about your thoughts on the employment prospects for people  with neck tattoos while you’re at it. Thank god you only have to put up with him for one night. You might  even lie and say you have to turn in early to cut the hang short. Maybe  you’ll even fake a yawn or look at your watch all, “Jeez! It’s getting  late. I should really get to steppin’.” But we all know that as soon as  you guys part ways, you’ll roll into the party all your buddies have  been texting you about and believe me, you will never be so happy to see  your friends and taste that first sip of microbrew beer on your lips.  It’ll feel like you’ve just been released from prison or something.  You’ll hug everyone you see and smile so fucking wide at being reunited  with your crew that your cheeks will hurt.
Anna Goldfarb is the publisher of Shmitten Kitten, a a blog about dating for people who would probably never read a blog about dating.
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stuffhipstershate:

GUEST POST: Showing Their Uncool Cousins Around Town

Well, this is a bit of pickle dipped in an inconvenience wrapped up in a culture clash. You agreed to this family hang as a favor to your Mom because she asked you to take your Republican-ish cousin Brad from Akron, Ohio out on the town while he’s in the city for a work-related function. You tried to weasel your way out of it, but she wore you down with a guilt trip.

“It’s only four hours out of your life, so quit your whining and just do it,” she said sternly which made you groan because really where can you take this guy? He’s sure as hell not gonna enjoy going to any of the dimly-lit, low scene dive bar rat holes you frequent. Even if he says he wants to see “how the other half lives” and insists that you guys pop into your favorite haunt for beers, he doesn’t mean it. He wants to go somewhere that he can either a) watch sports on a large television b) stuff some kind of cheesy popper in his mouth and/or c) look at bimbos. This is the holy trinity of entertainment for him! Anything less than that is gonna be a big time letdown for his big night in the city. 

He’ll show up in an Ohio State baseball hat, a crummy, blue Old Navy sweater with a horizontal white stripe knitted across the chest, boxy light blue jeans, and a pair of off-white Reeboks. Yup, good old Brad. Just looking him over you know that he’s gonna hate anywhere you take him to.  

If you do decide to take him to your favorite spot because you can’t think of anywhere else to go, he’ll look around nervously as he leans against a wall with one hand jammed in his front pocket and one hand wrapped around a Bud Light beer bottle and unleash a string of running commentary about the other patrons’ fashion choices.

“Cool ear plugs, guy,” he’ll sarcastically crack at some dude you’re actually friends with, which will make you consider how mad your Mom would get if you just straight-up walked out of the bar and hightailed it home. Yes, ear plugs are weird. They make people’s ears look wonky. I got the memo about that, Brad, You’re such an astute fashion critic! Tell me more about your thoughts on the employment prospects for people with neck tattoos while you’re at it.

Thank god you only have to put up with him for one night. You might even lie and say you have to turn in early to cut the hang short. Maybe you’ll even fake a yawn or look at your watch all, “Jeez! It’s getting late. I should really get to steppin’.” But we all know that as soon as you guys part ways, you’ll roll into the party all your buddies have been texting you about and believe me, you will never be so happy to see your friends and taste that first sip of microbrew beer on your lips. It’ll feel like you’ve just been released from prison or something. You’ll hug everyone you see and smile so fucking wide at being reunited with your crew that your cheeks will hurt.

Anna Goldfarb is the publisher of Shmitten Kitten, a a blog about dating for people who would probably never read a blog about dating.


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