field notes

a collection of pieces

archive for January, 2008

convergence of taste: 2.5 years + 36.5 years

The Trouble With Trains by 17 year old Matt, TurboJ [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9CsNNhTKpM]

2.5 favorite parts: green train, when the train derails, when the ambulance comes, when the green train goes to the train shop to get fixed

favorite lines 36.5:
train over the edge
purple claymation person: …except for Reggie, we’ll save him later
Reggie: Can’t you save me now? The train is hanging really precariously over the edge and I don’t want to die.
when the penguin arrives
penguin: allow me to help
yellow claymation person: oh my god, he speaks english.

Reminds me of The end of the world.

dino in situ

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it’s been seven hours and fifteen days

 sinead

I’ve been in a long-term relationship for the past 8 years. Ups and downs, but happy, real happy.

But the last few days, such ennui. Waiting for the phone to ring, checking email too often, wondering if I should have let the last one go. Or even the one before that. Will I be alone forever. I’m totally having a weird case of Sinead O’Connor-tinged deja vu, all angst, chest pounding, and yearning .

This morning, I realized what it is. I’ve been dating my jobs for the past year and a half.

When I left Stanford for parenthood, I lost a soul mate. Since then my life has been filled with a whirl-wind of contracts, clients, people, projects. Every company I’ve dated has been charming and exciting, but I haven’t been ready to stay.

It’s changing though. In work, as it was for me in dating, I’m reaching that point where I’ve met enough people and I want to start building something more.

Yup, I am ready to settle down. I want to see *you* everyday. I want to know everything. I want us to stick together in the good times and the hard times. It’s time for mr|ms right job. That job where I am all of myself and you all are all of yourselves, and together we grow a future and create so much lovely, lovely, curious and brilliant work.

There will be ups and downs, but we’ll be happy, real happy.

Do wish me luck, again.

novel experience

damages

I [read] this amazing story a few weeks ago. The narrative began by broadly telling the major plot points. Every chapter then filled in the moments between the crucial events, distorting perception with every detail. It is a fantastic mystery thriller, masterfully written.

This story is a [tv show], but there is so little that is tv show about it.

  • I downloaded the entire season from iTunes.
  • I watched the chapters on my own schedule.
  • The story filled 13 hours of my life, similar to a 400 page novel.
  • I watched it at home on my small laptop–cuddled up in a chair, and in bed.
  • I watched it on my iPhone at coffee shops and when waiting for appointments.
  • The story was designed to be experienced in a linear, sequential fashion, unlike tv programs that include both a self-contained episodic story as well as a season wide story.
  • It cost $23.99, around the same price as a new hardcover.

I don’t actually read novels anymore. I have a lot of fiction readers in my family and they lend me fiction and recommend fiction and ask me what I’ve read lately. I’m guessing I come across as a non-fiction design/cog studies new parent wonk, but really, I do like fiction.

I just don’t read it.

Past Amazon purchases Past Audible purchases
Jumpin’ Jim’s Ukulele Tips ‘N’ Tunes: UkuleleTechnique

Cradle to Cradle: Remaking the Way We Make Things

Nonviolent Communication: A Language of Life: Create Your Life, Your Relationships, and Your World in Harmony with Your Values

In Search of Memory: The Emergence of a New Science of Mind

Designing Interactions

Designing for Interaction: Creating Smart Applications and Clever Devices (VOICES)

The Laws of Simplicity (Simplicity: Design, Technology, Business, Life)

Emotional Life of the Toddler

Acting with Technology: Activity Theory and Interaction Design (Acting with Technology)

The Cambridge Handbook of Expertise and Expert Performance

Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance

The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream

Narratives from the Crib

The Cambridge Handbook of the Learning Sciences

Positive Discipline for Preschoolers, Revised Second Edition: For Their Early Years - Raising Children Who Are Responsible, Respectful, and Resourceful

Charles Darwin: A New Life

Looking for Information: A Survey of Research on Information Seeking, Needs, and Behavior

Montessori : The Science behind the Genius

Ambient Findability : What We Find Changes Who We Become

Thinking in Sound : The Cognitive Psychology of Human Audition

Strangers to Ourselves : Discovering the Adaptive Unconscious

2000x: The Machine Stops E.M. Forster

Children of the Mind Orson Scott Card

Death Match Lincoln Child

Ender’s Game: 20th Anniversary Edition Orson Scott Card

Family Matters Rohinton Mistry

First Meetings Orson Scott Card

I, Robot Isaac Asimov

Lost Boys Orson Scott Card

Middlesex Jeffrey Eugenides

Oryx and Crake Margaret Atwood

Pattern Recognition William Gibson

Perfect Enough George Anders

Protector Larry Niven

Quicksilver Neal Stephenson

Ringworld Larry Niven

Shadow Puppets Orson Scott Card

Shadow of the Giant Orson Scott Card

Shadow of the Hegemon Orson Scott Card

Speaker for the Dead Orson Scott Card

Stranger in a Strange Land Robert A. Heinlein

Tara Road Maeve Binchy

The Blind Assassin Margaret Atwood

The Castle Franz Kafka

The Diamond Age Neal Stephenson

The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter Carson McCullers

The Secret Life of Bees Sue Monk Kidd

The Time Traveler’s Wife Audrey Niffenegger

Utopia Lincoln Child

Xenocide Orson Scott Card

manufactured scarcity

0603lifesavers

Greens and yellows make reds taste better. A whole roll of cherry lifesavers isn’t nearly as wonderful as discovering the single red one jammed up behind a yellow and an orange.

in decending order…

lifesavers: red | white | orange | yellow | green

wine gums: black | red | white | orange | yellow | green

skittles: purple | red | green | orange | yellow

tangles

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It’s what I most dislike about my iPhone….cords like scrambled eggs, twisted and obnoxious. I’ve missed phone calls trying to untangle and insert in to ears, too rushed and too late.

Today, life felt like a multitude of snakes gnawing on ear buds. I’m trying to breath slowly enough for everything to unravel gently, calming the temptation to pull hard when studying the knot becomes daunting, confusing, frustrating.

It is with patience, resolve and a bit of cheerful humour that these dang things will be righted once more.

No sissors, no foul.

Later. Dance songs. Charming conversation. I will call you back. As soon as I can.