Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Cat Empire.
Anyone want to come with me to see the Cat Empire on Thursday night? They are playing at the Commodore. If I can find a date, I’ll go cause they rock.
A technology confession.
I like the new IE better than Firefox.
There. I said it.
Why? Because one of my biggest problems with Firefox is that it has always displayed HTML in its own way including doing things like putting lines around tables even when you specify none etc, and they still haven’t corrected that in the new version (as far as I can tell). And, the new version of IE makes text crisper and colours bolder – as though I’m working on a Mac (and to be clear, these comments apply only to the world of Windows, I’m happy with Firefox on my Mac).
Anyhow – for now at work I’m switching back to IE – because it is what 90% of the world is using and what I have to design for – and it has tabbed browsing and built-in search now which is what made Firefox rock in the first place.
A comment on the iPod.
The iPod turns ordinary life — riding the bus, waiting in line at the post office, staring at a spreadsheet for 12 hours a day — into cinema. Levy describes the work of sociologist Michael Bull, who, when studying the habits of fans of the iPod’s great ancestor the Sony Walkman, found that people liked to think of themselves “as imaginary movie stars” playing out scenes dictated by the music in their ears.
Guilty as charged – though I never realized this was a common experience. In a way, I’m glad to know it is.
This, from an article at Salon on the iPod. Not much insight beyond the above and I pretty much disagree with the author that the iPod has ruined the way I listen to music. I do still listen to whole tracks and whole albums, despite the array available on the digital device. Apparently his attention deficit problem is something he needs to work on.
On rotation.
Okay – in lieu of a real blog post, some more musical advice. I’m in a bit of an indie phase at the moment and am currently in love with the following albums:
- Emily Haines and the Soft Skeleton – Knives Don’t Have Your Back
- Decemberists – The Crane Wife
- Yo La Tengo – I am not afraid of you and I will beat your ass
- The Be Good Tanyas – Hello Love
I’ve also been listening to a lot of the new Muse album Black Holes and Revelations which I’m a little funny about admitting because it’s very epic new-wavey and not the type of music I normally listen to. And in particularly euphoric moments, pretty much anything by Apocalyptica is sneaking through the ipod. Oh yeah, and I also just downloaded one of my favourite albums from the eighties – Big Black, Rich Man’s 8-Track Tape. Does anyone else out there remember what a great album this was? If so, you were probably as fucked up as I was in the late 1980s, but wow am I ever glad to have this back in my collection.
Can you do that right now?
I don’t know what’s going on – but suddenly my job has become a hell of a lot of “can you do that right now?” – for no real reason I can see. I’m not complaining – between that and apartment hunting, the days are just flying by – but it has lead to a dearth of blog-posting for which I must atone!
Unfortunately, I don’t have anything particularly witty or insightful to say this morning. And my only news is that I just came back from Victoria on Tuesday morning, and have been working like crazy and looking for a place to live since then. I saw two (unsuitable) places yesterday and have an appointment to view a suite on Saturday. I’m hoping to line up at least another one for then as well. There’s also a place to view Monday night if I haven’t found anything by then. No shortage – just need to find something that isn’t crazy expensive, isn’t divey, and feels right. I’m pretty sure it will be on the Drive, though I’m also looking in Gastown in case something funky comes up. Oh yeah, and Craigslist is by far the best place to find apartments these days – I’m not even bothering with the classifieds this time around.
I will hopefully come back later with something more interesting to say.
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