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November 10, 2007

Executive function of the brain: The set of abilities that...

Executive function of the brain:

The set of abilities that allows you to select behavior that's appropriate to the situation, inhibit inappropriate behavior and focus on the job at hand in spite of distractions. Executive function includes basic functions like processing speed, response speed and working memory, the type used to remember a house number while walking from the car to a party.

Interestingly, physical and not mental exercise is the best way to improve your brain's executive function. (via joel)

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technostress and jerks in the library

I have two things to talk about that seem unrelated until I explain more. I wrote a chapter in the book everyone’s been writing about: Information Tomorrow. There are a ton of excellent chapters in it, and I am also pleased with mine It is about Technostress. My general thesis is that technology stresses us out when we get stuck in between other people’s expectations of what we need to do with technology and what we are actually able to do with it, for whatever reason. This covers a wide range of problems including

  • Reference staff being seated nearest to the public access computers and being continually asked for help despite not haivng enough free time to actually help patrons.
  • Staff being expected to offer training to patrons without getting trained themselves
  • Designers and IT people being expected to build 2.0 tools without any clear sense of WHY they’re building them.
  • Managers getting snippy with staff for explaining technology in a way that is over their head, and both people being unclear whose responsibility it is to clear up the lack of knowledge.
  • Vendors rolling out new features without fixing core functionality issues in their software
  • Updates, from anyone, that break things.
  • Everyone needing to recognize that in order to improve a lot of the technology we deal with, we may have to admit that some of it is lacking.

In any case, it’s a decent chapter. I think for many of us at home with our computers, we don’t get as stressed out as when we’re at work because we’re using it for whatever it is we want to do. We have the time we need and most of us are savvy enough to track down the resources when we hit a wall. However when someone is breathing down our neck to tell us to get Office 2007 on the public access machines and then deal with the patron issues with it and all the while doing the same things we’ve been doing every other week, you can see how it might make us stressed, even jerkish.

Which brings me to my next point, Ryan Deschamps’ post Jerk: The Current Library Brand. It can be hard not to take out technostress and other stresses on patrons, especially trying, complaining, angry or jerkish patrons. Over time as I’ve been reading the library_mofo group at LiveJournal I’ve been surprised just how many of these encounters are the result of the library worker trying to enforce a somewhat confusing or counterintuitive policy and the patron reacting with confusion or doing something “wrong” as a result. Granted, some people in the library are just being jerks, but with 20/20 hindsight a lot of these bad patron/librarian interactions seem like the result of odd, misguided, confusing or outdated policies. The library workers have to try to enforce these policies or get into trouble themselves, and yet when viewed from the outside at least some of these personal interaction disasters seem avoidable.

We get more positive accolades from our jobs if we uphold policies and protect materials (and our bottom line) than we do if we do all the warm fuzzy stuff that always makes the local papers. Being a patron asking the librarian to bend the rules is likely to result in you being branded a mofo, even if the rule is stupid. I enjoy reading the blogs of librarians who show the human side of the difficult work that is librarianship and public service. When I did my lifeguard training a few months ago, I was surprised that one of the things we learned, that was on the test even, was how to convey the rules to people in a way that actually tried to ensure that they hear and understand you. This included limited use of the whistle, a friendly and approachable tone, and keeping a level head when there was a crisis. While I think some of us excel at these sorts of things at our jobs, it seems rare that solving these sorts of patron-librarian (or patron-librarian-technology) problems in a way that keeps everyone’s dignity intact is the desired outcome. To my mind, if you can’t both do your job and not be a jerk you may be in the wrong line of work or working with the wrong ruleset.

Hide Leopard stack overlays in Finder

A tumblelog named XD had a post on adding nice half-icon overlays to Leopard stacks (the below image is from that post).

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The log does not allow comments, so I'm blogging a minor improvement to this technique:

A necessary evil to the overlay trick is that you need to keep an icon file sorted at the top of the stack. To my knowledge, you can't hide it from the expanded stack – well, you can (by renaming it to something starting with a ., like .Icon) but then it's not overlayed…

You can, however, hide it from the Finder by toggling the file's invisible bit. It will still display in the expanded stack (alas) and as an icon overlay (w00t). If you have the Developer tools installed (if you don't know, you don't have it) you can do

/Developer/Tools/SetFile -a V MyIcon

If you want to unhide it, do

/Developer/Tools/SetFile -a v MyIcon

.

If you don't have the Developer tools, try one of the apps mentioned in this article.

autoconf

Now that Missing Sync is functional again, I've upgraded to MacOS 10.5.0. It's going reasonably well, except for (as usual) the parts that Apple didn't write, in this case, autoconf.

Dear Lazyweb, WTF broke autoconf on 10.5 and how do I fix it?

When I do "configure --prefix=/opt/local" for xscreensaver 5.03, it can't find jpeglib.h, even though it's right there in /opt/local/include/. The config.log says

    configure:18238: checking jpeglib.h usability
    configure:18255: gcc -pedantic -Wall -Wstrict-prototypes -Wnested-externs -Wmissing-prototypes -std=c89 -U__STRICT_ANSI__ -no-cpp-precomp -c -g -O2 -I${prefix}/include -I/usr/X11/include conftest.c >&5
    conftest.c:116:21: error: jpeglib.h: No such file or directory

which I assume means that ${prefix} isn't getting expanded (even though it gives appearances of being set to /opt/local).

I tried scattering in some bullshit like

    eval CPPFLAGS=\"${CPPFLAGS}\"
    eval LDFLAGS=\"${LDFLAGS}\"
throughout configure.in, but that didn't help (started getting super cool errors about -LNONE/lib not existing.)

This is autoconf 2.61 as shipped by Apple, but I also tried 2.60 and 2.61 from MacPorts: same result.

My Best Fiend

Kinski! A junior high sitcom. — Klaus: A sixty-five-year-old, grotesquely handsome man with a thick German accent, Klaus is unsure of himself and his place at Sunnyville. But with his undeniable charm and colorful take on life, he’s sure to make an impact.

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Keeping My Head On Straight


  Mom and Dad 
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In the interest of clearing my mind:

Jay Z's performance of his new CD, American Gangster, on VH1's Storytellers was hypnotic.  He was in this trance.  It was incredible to watch.  Listen, his music is not as good as it was but his passion for it is something to watch.

More on the film, American Gangster, I thought it was really, really well done but I just cannot shake this feeling:  Why are we glamorizing drug dealers like this?  I know the Jay Z album is doing the same thing. Maybe I am missing the point.  Still it was a feeling I could not shake.

But I know the film was well done because I cannot stop thinking about it.  Ridley Scott’s ability to keep the camera still and show the beauty of simple objects, a spilled coffee cup for example is truly a skill.

Speaking of coffee, I have been drinking entirely too much.

I still have many steps to go in my fibroids process, so, so many follow up appointments.  Sometimes I am too much of a producer.  I want to schedule everything and just get it done but surgery does not work like that.  There are steps, many steps.

I tried to schedule my mini nervous breakdown and that did not go well.   As some of you know, the upcoming holidays are always hard for me.  Because my father passed away during the holidays, all of the hooplah around the holidays just feels like an elaborate buildup to the worst time of my life.  It is always the week or so before that I get sad (depressed honestly).  I am going away for a work thing the week before Thanksgiving and figured that would distract me.

But I feel sad and anxious and I cry some.  I am not saying this for pity.  I am just saying it.  Honestly I do not want to talk about it much.  I mean, what is there to really say?

I really need to see some more movies.  In no particular order:

No Country for Old Men
Lars and the Real Girl
Why Did I Get Married? (Yes, you read that right)
Michael Clayton
I’m Not There
Gone Baby Gone

I can’t keep up with my emails lately.

A great quote I heard the other day:
Not many people allow themselves the full extent of their complexities.

I am working on an installation.  I am excited about it.  It is my first and I will link to it soon.

TV Guide has been doing some great coverage on the Writer’s Strike.  Here is the schedule on how many episodes until our favorite shows are over. 

I am now in love with Samantha Who?  Such a cute show.

Grey’s Anatomy is strange now.  This last episode was pretty amazing but it has taken a while to get at this point.  My main problem still is that although I know Meredith has been through a lot, I just cannot relate to a person who cannot commit to Patrick Dempsey.  Sorry.

That’s all for now.  I think.  I know there have been a lot of stream of consciousness entries.  Someday soon I will have time for paragraphs.

Building MySQL on Leopard

Dan’s new guide to building MySQL on Mac OS X Leopard has just gone live. If you’re into that sort of thing, give it a read.

November 9, 2007

Web Design Deathmatch: Navigation vs. Hierarchy

I recognize that in redesigning the NYPL Digital Gallery, I have a fantastic opportunity to toss in my bid at the big virtual poker game of large website navigation. I’ll see your javascript windowshades, and I’ll raise you non-hierarchical site navigation. That is to say, we’ve got this cool idea over here that the image is the main thing, and everything else, even the home page, is in service to finding the image. It’s a bit radical: I mean, it effectively removes the “site” from web site. Wherever it is that you enter the realm of the Digital Gallery, that’s your starting point. No drilling down. No outline-style directory trees. Everything is potentially a home page.

Well, easier said than designed.

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at the pool


The ocean was a tad chilly today so we used the pool.

InDesign and Leopard

So there’s been an undercurrent of complaints that InDesign CS3 doesn’t work on Leopard; ends up that problem only occurs with pre-release versions of InDesign, and the complaints are from users with bootleg copies. If you’re surprised that people using illicitly-obtained bootleg software would complain vociferously when it stops working, you’ve never done tech support for commercial software. Software bootleggers have no shame about demanding tech support.

(Thanks to Tom Davis.)

The Strange Smell of Maple Syrup

A few readers let us know that they smelled the sickly sweet smell of a maple syrup-like substance last evening. Now, this brings back a flood of memories from 2005, when a maple syrup smell blanketed much of Manhattan.

The smell, which has made return visits in early December 2005 aJanuary 2006, March 2006 and November 2006, leading us to believe this is a cold weather phenomena. One reader noted that it was detected around Columbia University, but not around West 72nd Street, while another agreed it was on the Upper West Side but felt it actually smelled more like anti-freeze "which, if you ever
spilled while adding to your radiator, has a nasty maple syrup smell."

Did you smell it? And earlier this year, it smelled like mercaptan, a chemical used to make natural gas smell like, well, what we think of as natural gas.

Wonderful Post from Grant Barrett about lazy scholarship and the origins of slang: “To cry Wolof” is a recent coinage used to describe amateur etymologists who propose absurd theories based upon superficial similarities between different languages. It comes from the widely circulated but false claim that the word “hip” ‘cool, fashionable’ comes from the West African language of Wolof. You can see many such language coincidences here. They are provably, demonstrably, unquestionably coincidences. Thanks, Jason.

Smoking Gun uncovers David Bowie's 1976 mugshot

the only guy that could make a mugshot look like a high fashion photo shoot  

<em>Best of Luck</em> to the Subway Sweethearts

2007_11_scyr2.jpgSometime before 8 this morning, Patrick Moberg and Camille Hayton introduced themselves to Good Morning America viewers, Diane Sawyer and hopeless romantics everywhere. The Subway Cyrano met up with his mystery lady last night for dinner, where they said they "clicked." Hayton suggests the subway moment was serendipitous because she wouldn't have been on it (going to a friend's place) if her house hadn't just burned down.

Moberg is compared to a Hollywood leading man, willing to do anything to "get the girl," this is prequeled and followed by a montage of movie moments (Sleepless in Seattle, South Pacific, Princess Bride). To the cynical haters: Moberg didn't mention his job, Vimeo or Jakob Lodwick. Also, Camille is adorable, totally wore a flower in her fancy-braided hair, but did mention Blackbook! Sawyer ended the segment sending them out of the spotlight to continue their adventure, but we bet we'll see them on the small screen again once Ann Curry comes callin'. (UPDATE: Here's a video of the two on GMA.)

2007_11_scyr1.jpgBefore all of this morning television madness, a mere two days ago, Moberg said he wasn't going to speak further on his semi-precious subway sweetheart, so we asked Land Grant College Review's editors to finish up the lovebirds' story for us. Land Grant, for those who don't know, is a Brooklyn publication whose latest issue includes stories from Daniel Wallace (author of Big Fish) and artwork by Steve Keene (who has created album covers for bands like Pavement). Below is their dark take on the outcome of this story.

Best of Luck
by Dave Schuman, Josh Melrod and Dave Koch

In front of the press, Patrick pops the question. They are always in front of the press, it seems. From their very first meeting in the coffee shop on Bedford, the press has been with them. With the flashbulbs going off he notices things about her face, the kind of things you can only notice about a face when it’s lit brightly for an instant. Later, in his bed alone, Patrick will try to forget them, he will try to remember her as she first appeared on the train, writing in her little book, the flower in her hair slightly wilted, which is what made it sweet.

(Continued after the jump...)

She says yes, as a matter of course.

The wedding is the media event of the year. There are flowers, of course, fields of flowers have been harvested for this, paid for by NBC, after a bidding war that at times was bitter and ugly. Camille’s PR person guided them through it so they were unscathed. Camille’s PR person is better than Patrick’s, but Patrick’s PR person is a nice man who wears woolen hats with his business suits when it’s cold outside, and Patrick does not want to let him go.

When the babies are born, the world holds its breath. They are premature. The doctor knows that the babies will be fine, but for the press conference he puts it on for the reporters, he makes a series of concerned faces. He says that the parents, Patrick and Camille, are staying strong. The doctor’s book about the ordeal, “Close Call,” debuts as a New York Times Bestseller. Camille reads the book, in her room, but Patrick, in his room down the hall, will not even turn it face-up.

Overseeing her line of accessories has exhausted Camille. She wants the twins to go to boarding school, in Europe. Patrick does not want this, but what can he do? “What could happen to them as long as there are always photographers around? It’s like constant babysitting,” Camille says. She doesn’t look up from the spreadsheets as she says all of this. She has told him recently that she does not like his mustache. Patrick wonders when she even noticed it. He goes to the bathroom and looks in the mirror. It really doesn’t look very good.

Their thirtieth rolls around and, as always, the world wants something of them. It wants to be reassured. It wants to know that Camille still wears flowers in her hair and that Patrick still looks down at the ground when the cameras are on. It wants to hear him say again, “When I saw her on that Brooklyn bound train, I just knew,” though what he wants to tell the world most of all is that he doesn’t remember what he thought he knew then and that now, he doesn’t know anything. They are going on national television. The network is doing a two-hour special, with actors recreating the best moments of their lives. At the end of the special the two of them will meet again on a soundstage dressed up to look like a subway car. For now Patrick is alone in their dressing room. The whole place reeks of Camille’s flowers, her goddamn flowers.

A Different Software License

WordWeb, a dictionary and thesaurus program for Windows, has a startling and interesting clause in its licensing terms:

You may use the program free of charge indefinitely only if
* You take at most 4 flights (2 return flights) in any 12 month period
* AND you do not own or regularly drive an SUV (sports utility vehicle).

There was some tradition with shareware authors years ago of asking for things like postcards, and a lot of web software asks for links back, especially since the rise of PageRank. And I definitely recall little applications created by independent developers that were charity-ware, asking for donations to a cause. But this is the first time I've seen a software license specifically addressing climate change.

Serious Eats Mobile (Beta), Now in Your Pocket

Serious Eats MobileNow you can access Serious Eats on your mobile device! Just point your mobile browser to mobile.seriouseats.com and view the new slimmed-down version of your favorite food site. Over the next couple of weeks, we'll be adding more site features like login and commenting.

Optimized primarily for the iPhone and iPod Touch, the mobile site should work reasonably well on a variety of mobile devices. Consider this a beta launch while we work out the kinks.

And this is where you come in—we at Serious Eats HQ don't have access to every mobile platform out there, so we're looking for feedback on how the site looks and functions on whatever device you might have. Please help us out—if anything looks awry during your browsing experience, send us an email with details about what's not working correctly (screenshots or photographs would be extremely helpful).

Thanks for your help!

Humdinger of a Bad Irish Scholar

It is quite incredible that Corey Kilgannon would write in the New York Times about Daniel Cassidy’s book How the Irish Invented Slang without talking to historical lexicographers, historical linguists, or experts in Irish Gaelic linguistics.

They would tell him that Cassidy’s theories are insubstantial, his evidence inconclusive, his conclusions unlikely, his Gaelic atrocious and even factitious, and his scholarship little better than speculation. In short, his book is preposterous.

Cassidy paints himself as the maligned scholar, the unappreciated genius, the outsider. He may be all of those things, but he is them by choice: his work cannot withstand scholarly scrutiny so he simply cannot afford to join forces with any larger body of experts who do this sort of thing for a living. His book falls apart on first reading by anyone with some expertise in the field.

In October, Michael Patrick Brady did a powerful job of taking down Cassidy’s work in a way that makes it clear that it is poorly conceived, poorly executed, and should be poorly received.

Because people keep asking, I have found myself repeatedly pointing out that Cassidy’s book is not to be trusted. There are too many such works in the world that set a course for factual disaster, so in the areas in which I have some skill—supporting or disproving word histories—I feel I should speak up. I spend my days trolling through the historical record examining word origin stories and every one of Cassidy’s theories that I’ve checked—including those for “jazz” and “bunkum”—are no more believable than leprechauns and their pots of gold.

Daniel Cassidy first appeared on my radar in late 2004 or early 2005 when he began making a series of posts to the email list of the American Dialect Society, a group for which I am a vice president and with which I have been involved in one way or another for 15 years. ADS is a 118-year-old academic organization that has in its ranks a highly qualified group of professional, respected, published linguists, lexicographers, researchers, and grammarians of many backgrounds and specialities. It publishes the learned journal American Speech, co-founded by H.L. Mencken.

Of course, the members of the American Dialect Society email list looked at Cassidy’s messages and judged the worth of his theories.

The theories came up wanting in a bad way. Cassidy’s arguments were then, as they are now, mainly that the English and American lexicographers are biased against the Irish and don’t want to give them their due, and that, in fact, the Irish were the source of much of our most common slang.

So, he decided he would fill the gap by finding obvious phonetic and orthographic similarities between Irish Gaelic and English-language slang. Which is, of course, a big heaping load of hooey.

Cassidy’s response to criticism of his theories on the email list was to unsubscribe and then send me requests in the back-channel to post his content for him. I told him I wouldn’t and tried to strike up a correspondence with him that would help him reach his scholarly goals. It went nowhere.

In January 2005, I challenged Cassidy to present all of his evidence. I told him that I’m the descendant of three strains of Irish, four strains of empiricist, and the son of a bluster-catcher, and I said he was going to have to do better than trot out the same-old “they’re all against me!” argument of every perpetual motion inventor.

To date, what he’s provided as evidence is flimsy and fouled by scholarly incompetence.

“To cry Wolof” is a recent coinage used to describe amateur etymologists who propose absurd theories based upon superficial similarities between different languages. It comes from the widely circulated but false claim that the word “hip” ‘cool, fashionable’ comes from the West African language of Wolof. You can see many such language coincidences here. They are provably, demonstrably, unquestionably coincidences.

This is Cassidy’s primary mistake: he has wrongly assumed that similar spellings or pronunciations between words prove a connection. They do not.

Linguist Bill Poser wrote compellingly about the tendency of amateur etymologists to make these wrong-headed leaps of faith. Poser translates Georg von der Gabelentz from his 1901 book Die Sprachwissenschaft:

“It is terribly seductive to roam the world of languages comparing words from them at random and then to bestow upon scholarship a series of newly discovered relationships. Very many stupidities also result from this; for the most urgent discoverers have unmethodical minds.”

As von der Gabelentz says, spelling and phonetic similarities must be looked at, but they are simply a starting point. They prove nothing. They merely provide a clue to be investigated by gathering evidence for and against the connection.

Evidence. Above all, Cassidy needs to support his claims with published evidence that shows the etymological path. Dated, continuous, in-context quotations from any written source will always be superior evidence over phonetic speculation based upon national, linguistic, or ethnic pride.

The main thing that bothers me about most of his theories, besides his overall unwillingness to express doubt and caveats about them and his apparent inability to do the work required to prove or disprove his own theories, is that in cultural overlaps and linguistic contact situations in which words are borrowed, there tends to be written proof of it.

This happened repeatedly with contact contacts by the English, French, and Spanish settlers with Native Americans in the New World, and it continues to happen where Spanish and English rub up against each other today. We can see in the written record where the languages have loaned words to each other and how those loanwords changed.

In those cases, we find borrowed words set off by quotes, dashes, or italics, or explained as “as my gram used to say,” or “as we used to say,” or even given plainly by a regular person as a word from another language, and so forth. In order to prove Cassidy’s claims, primary source material that might contain these sorts of statements needs to be found and examined: letters, books, diaries, newspapers, what have you. Certainly, across the whole of his book there should be lots and lots of this sort of “language contact” evidence, but there’s little that I can see.

If the words he’s writing about really did come from Irish Gaelic, the only way to prove it is to find those Irish words repeatedly showing up in some form in print in English-language contexts.

To put it another way, he’s failed to find early uses of the transformed or transforming terms. He would need to show a variety of phonetic or Anglicized spellings that resemble the terms as we know them today, i.e., word forms somewhere on the continuum of change that might demonstrate that they were earliest, or nearly earliest, used by Irish-speakers or people of provable Irish heritage or in direct contact with Irish people.

Of course, if no such texts are ever found, or the words are not found in them, then the theories are unproven, and that is that. Cassidy has promoted his unsubstantiated theories so widely that he cannot back down now without looking foolish. It is not in his best interest to do the etymological work properly.

Besides that, substantiation is a lot of work, and as we have seen repeatedly, those would-be scholars who “cry Wolof” have little stomach for the tedium required to prove their theories.

Another problem with Cassidy’s evidence is one of “Irishness.” It doesn’t require a fluent or native understanding of Irish Gaelic, which I do not have and which Cassidy does not have, either—he is usually careful to leave this point unclear—to see that he’s taking words that have complex meanings and cherry-picking the subsenses that most suit his purposes.

He seems to have plundered Irish dictionaries and when it has suited him he has adjusted his plunderings to make the meanings broad enough to support his theories.

On top of that, the Irish definitions he gives are little better than glosses (that is, short one- or two-word definitions more like synonyms presented in a thesaurus) and do not show a complex understanding of context nor frequency, neither presently nor historically. He has played fast and loose with the Irish in the same way he’s playing fast and lose with the English.

To bolster his Irish derivation theories, he found and quoted writers of supposed Irish heritage who have used the English forms of the words, going by surname only in some cases, in others choosing people who live or had lived or could have lived in a region that was widely settled by Irish or Scots-Irish. He’s done little to verify whether those people he is quoting had any knowledge of Irish. He seems to be working under the assumption that some Irish just lingered in the air.

Then, in the cases that I have seen, he has chosen as supporting evidence English-language quotes that contain the English word under discussion. I have yet to see a single one of his quotes include any form of the Irish word in an English-language context, except when he’s quoting from dictionaries which, in all cases I have seen, are talking about an Irish meaning rather than the supposed English meaning.

Even his Irish forms of the word that are cited are usually different from the form that was supposedly transformed into an English word. Many of his Irish forms should be prefixed with an asterisk because he has not found them in the wild but merely postulated their existence.

For an example typical of his scholarship, see his claims about “bunkum.” I choose this word because it’s one of the relatively few of those words not obviously derived from another language for which we do indeed know the origin with near certainty. Dave Wilton has a correct and reliable summary of it at his WordOrigins.org web site which you should read to understand how, exactly, Cassidy has gone off the rails.

Cassidy says that the congressman from Buncombe County lived in North Carolina, which had a Scots-Gaelic and Irish-speaking population. This, somehow supported by information gathered from a 2005 Scotsman newspaper article that said Dizzy Gillespie’s family from North Carolina and Alabama were African-American Gaelic speakers, means that “Buncombe” comes from buanchumadh, which he defines as “a long made-up story, an endless invention.”

His other evidence is three uses of “bunk” in the plays of Eugene O’Neill, one from 1939 which has it as “de old Irish bunk"—the oldest cite he has, 89 years later than Oxford English Dictionary’s first recorded use of the word.

He has no citations spelled buanchumadh at all, neither in English nor Irish. Nowhere does he attempt to explain the early expression “talking to Buncombe,” nor the capitalization or spelling of Buncombe in early uses, nor the existence of Colonel Edward Buncombe for which the county is named. These are all specific historical references that would have to be, so to speak, debunked before his Irish theory can be given any credence.

This is in the same entry in which he casually throws in unsupported Irish etymologies for “swank” and “to dig” ‘understand.’ They are presented with no evidence, not even bad evidence, yet given in Kilgannon’s article as if they are faits accomplis. They are not.

To summarize: Daniel Cassidy’s work is unreliable and not to be trusted.

We Won!

The 2007 Weblog Awards voting is completed, and thanks to our readers, Serious Eats was voted Best Food Blog. Thanks to everyone who voted!

● The Mafia's ten commandments

When Italian police recently arrested Salvatore Lo Piccolo, the suspected head of the Sicilian Mafia, they also found a list of ten commandments that served as a guide for the behavior of Mafia members.

1. No one can present himself directly to another of our friends. There must be a third person to do it.
2. Never look at the wives of friends.
3. Never be seen with cops.
4. Don't go to pubs and clubs.
5. Always being available for Cosa Nostra is a duty - even if your wife's about to give birth.
6. Appointments must absolutely be respected.
7. Wives must be treated with respect.
8. When asked for any information, the answer must be the truth.
9. Money cannot be appropriated if it belongs to others or to other families.
10. People who can't be part of Cosa Nostra: anyone who has a close relative in the police, anyone with a two-timing relative in the family, anyone who behaves badly and doesn't hold to moral values.

I smell a future bestseller: Leadership Secrets of the Cosa Nostra...it's the new 48 Laws of Power.

About Last Night... PAPER's Art Opening with Mena Suvari, Phyllis Diller and Henny Garfunkel

kim, mena & phyllis.jpg
How's this for a lovely line-up of ladies? Kim on the left, Mena Suvari in the middle and Phyllis Diller on the right. Only in Hollywood kids! PAPER along with Mena Suvari hosted a show of Phyllis's paintings (and Mr. Mickey bought one!) and movie star Polaroids by Henny Garfunkel. Look for more pics in the Party Snaps section!!! Photo by Dan Monick

Celebrate “Show Us Your Rack” day!

Thanks to Lenn, creator of Wine Blogging Wednesday, for creating another community effort with the “Show Us Your Rack” day. Check his site later on for a round-up.

In the meantime, we know you’ve been dying to see our rack. It’s one of many that we now have (we had to augment since this baby only holds 32 bottles). But it’s the one that we’re most proud of, aesthetically.

floating wine rack

Notice, it’s mounted to the wall, leaving floor space beneath (which is now, of course, packed with crates filled with more wine, but was intended to be both practical in terms of cleaning, and design-y and cool and stuff). It helps lighten up the look of the piece, which is made of solid black walnut; the bar on top, extra thick and deeper than the wine storage space, provides a nice buffet area for dinner parties, or for laying out stemware and such.

Mostly, we keep bottles that are for drinking in the short term in this, since this is completely open to the elements. Now, come on and show us YOUR rack. Even if you don’t have a blog, you can upload a photo to this new Flickr group devoted to busting out your babies.

Lily Allen is Like Oprah

Lily Allen is Like OprahThe biggest news from across the pond today: Lily Allen just got her very own television show, and it sounds like a cross between MySpace and Saturday Night Live.

The internet queen, who launched her first album without a major record label by posting all of her songs online, will host a variety show with a live studio audience. Everyone on the program will be chosen from Lily's extensive MySpace friend list - she has almost 500,000 of them.

The show will air on BBC3 and is set to premier sometime in the spring, and could make a New York pit stop in Spring '08, which means you've got to get ready:

Grab a Luella or Stella McCartney dress to make sure you're fashion approved, and then practice your British accent -

The last time we saw Lily, in Paris, she told us that "British girls have it, and Paris girls just don't... If you're from New York, you could go either way, but you need to stop pretending you don't care about clothes."

Lily's obviously born to be a talk show host - Tyra would totally say the same thing.

--NATALIE HORMILLA

As David Foster Wallace argued in Consider the Lobster, a...

As David Foster Wallace argued in Consider the Lobster, a recent study indicates that lobsters feel pain, an unpleasant finding for an animal that's often boiled alive. But as Wallace says:

Is it possible that future generations will regard our present agribusiness and eating practices in much the same way as we now view Nero's entertainments or Mengele's experiments? My own initial reaction is that such a comparison is hysterical, extreme -- and yet the reason it seems extreme to me appears to be that I believe animals are less morally important than human beings; and when it comes to defending such a belief, even to myself, I have to acknowledge that (a) I have an obvious selfish interest in this belief, since I like to eat certain kinds of animals and want to be able to keep doing it, and (b) I haven't succeeded in working out any sort of personal ethical system in which the belief is truly defensible instead of just selfishly convenient.

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Jay-Z as economic indicator? In his new video for Blue...

Jay-Z as economic indicator? In his new video for Blue Magic, the rapper flashes Euros, not US dollars.

When I start seeing rap stars flashing euros instead of U.S. dollars, I know our economy is in trouble.

Relatedly, supermodel Gisele Bundchen wants to be paid for her modeling and sponsorship gigs in euros, not dollars. (Or maybe not.)

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SimCity plays with One Laptop per Child

Game publisher Electronic Arts has donated the original SimCity, Will Wright's groundbreaking 1989 computer game, to Nicholas Negroponte's One Laptop per Child initiative.

It's a wonderful example of using games as tools for learning. As EA's Steve Seabolt said in yesterday's press announcement, "SimCity is entertainment that’s unintentionally educational." Back in March, OLPC's SJ Klein talked to game developers about how important games are to the OLPC platform:

"Kids without games can certainly learn," confessed Klein, "but the first way children learn is through gaming... by seeing how things work and remaking their world... Let's give them useful worlds to make."

For more on the vision behind One Laptop per Child, watch Nicholas Negroponte's TEDTalk, given in the days after he stepped down as chair of MIT's Media Lab to work on OLPC "for the rest of my life."

Contact One Laptop per Child here >>

Watch Will Wright's 2007 TEDTalk to see a preview of his next game, Spore. The UK press got fresh details on the game late last month, while Wright was in London accepting his BAFTA Fellowship: On the BBC's Radio 5 Live, he said that Spore is now fully playable, and a release is only six months out.

November 8, 2007

Our Spring '08 Collection...

baby_computer.jpg So we changed our outfit overnight, and now we look a little new.


But just like the Phillip Lim coat that everyone bought at Barneys last weekend, our redesign needs a little tailoring.

If you can't read a story; if you can't leave a comment; if you can't believe the new Vogue Italia spread with Coco Rocha; if you can't find the fabulous sequin mini at Urban Outfitters, just email:

faran@fashionista.com.

But really, everything here should be pretty normal - or should I say "normal," because, well, we never are.

--FARAN

Pokemon Farming: Totodile

TotodileToday we are happy to bring you the water starter, Totodile!

What, we’ve done Totodile before? While you are correct in stating that fact you must also understand that Totodile is one of our most asked for Pokemon. This is due in large part to the difficulty in acquiring one in the course of normal game play.

Even though Totodile has been farmed more than once her at the farm I’m going to do it again. As always I would like to remind everyone to read this entire post and the instructions at the bottom before you post a comment.

I admit that I have not been as prolific as I normally am on here but I have an excuse. I have been so busy trading Pokemon that I just completed my Pokedex. Yes, I now have data for 490 Pokemon. No, I do not use cheats and that is why I do not have data for 493 Pokemon.

The Totodiles I am offering up are from the same parents I used back in September when I last offered up this Pokemon. Same parents, different DS game. These Pokemon are from my copy of Pokemon Diamond.

    Without further ado, here is the list of their attacks:
  • Superpower - Fight This is a great physical attack with a power of 120! However it also lowers your Attack and Defense, use it as a finishing move.
  • Ice Fang - Ice What better attack than this for getting back at those Grass Pokemon that you know your opponent is going to throw at you?
  • Aerial Ace - Flying As if Ice Fang was not good enough I even passed on the “never miss” move Aerial Ace!
  • Aqua Tail - Water Not as powerful as Hydro Pump but it is more accurate.

The original Pokemon had Crunch instead of Superpower but while in the day care center they leveled up and learned it.

In case you might not have noticed all of those moves are Physical Attacks. Why is this important? It is important because Totodile and his later evolutions are heavy on the Attack score and not so much on the Special Attack.

Rules
1. I only want the Pokemon Starly for these Totodiles.
2. The Pokemon you trade to me should be holding something.
3. I prefer berries over all other items.
4. The only exception to berries are the two items that Magby/Elekid hold when caught in the wild.
5. For berries I need: numbers 60+.
6. When you leave your information in the comments below your trainer name must be correct. When I do the trading I refer to the comments on the site to see who gets what.
7. When you enter the Wi-Fi zone select the trade option and wait for me to select you.
8. If you can, be early. I am sometimes on early.
9. Don’t be afraid to trade amongst yourselves.

My information:
Trainer: Betty
Friend Code: 2019 7914 1640

    Instructions
  • Have something to trade to me
  • Be in the Wi-Fi zone by 7:00PM EDT (New York Time) on Friday October 9, 2007
  • Be ready



Pat Aufderheide's Documentary Film: A Very Short Introduction is now available!

American University's Center for Social Media Director Pat Aufderheide's new book, Documentary Film: A Very Short Introduction is now available! Hear what others are saying: "This is the first book about documentary I've encountered that tackles its identity, history, evolution, and major controversies enjoyably and in brief. I marvel at how much ground Pat Aufderheide covers and the clarity she brings to documentary's many functions, paradoxes, and contradictions. Maybe religion alone has more." — Michael Rabiger, author Directing the Documentary "A vivid survey, Aufderheide's book reminds us how crucial content and purpose are to the power and appeal of documentaries. When other films help us escape the world, these films return us to it with clarity and passion. This book lets us see how that is so." — Bill Nichols, author of Introduction to Documentary, Professor of Cinema and Director of the Graduate Program, San Francisco State University Visit the Center for Social Media's website to read an excerpt. Documentary Film is available at Amazon.com.

Brain map, created by a cartographer

The October 25th edition of Neuron has a fantastic 'brain map' cover designed by Sam Brown, a cartographer based in Wellington, New Zealand.

You really need to see the cover in the flesh to see all the wonderful detail, as unfortunately, there's no high resolution versions of the cover online.

There's a better image currently on the Unit Seven website, which is still quite impressive though.

The Most Expensive Coffee in the World

coffeecup.jpgI generally don’t like to eat anything that came out the ass of a Civet. Or from the digestive system of any other living thing for that matter. Which is odd, because I have no problem eating the digestive system itself: I’m a connoisseur of natural casing sausage, kidneys, and liver. Still I’ve made this distinction and I’m sticking to it for now. As such, I haven’t had a chance to taste Kopi Luwak, one of the most expensive coffees in the world.

Kopi Luwak, as you can probably guess from my opener, comes from coffee berries which have passed through the digestive tract of the Asian Palm Civet. The animal’s digestive system works as sort of a defacto depulping mechanism, yielding partially-digested beans coated with various internal essences and enzymes. The beans are harvested, cleaned, lightly roasted and sold.

Still, perceived luxury is a deadly siren. As a child of the MTV generation, I’ve grown up with rappers and rock stars rocking Coach and Cartier, inundating me with Cristal and caviar. As a generally label unconscious straight white boy, you’d think I’d see through the crap (in the case of the coffee, literally). But, a few years ago I found myself totally obsessed with Louis Vuitton’s Takashi Murakami line of cherry blossom handbags. Of course, sense prevailed, as I have no use for a purse. A man purse maybe, but I didn’t have $90,000 or whatever a custom Vuitton messenger bag would have cost. Point is, sometimes, you eventually find yourself reasoning: maybe I should be drinking butt coffee?

But just in time, a couple of weeks ago, Intelligentsia, a Chicago micro-roaster offered up Geisha, one of the world’s most expensive coffees that doesn’t come from the gut of a furry creature.

Geisha is grown in Boquete, Panama at the plantation Hacienda La Esmeralda. Its origin is Ethiopian, but the variatel moved via missionaries and foreign consuls through Kenya, Uganda, Tanzania, and Costa Rica prior to landing in Panama.

The Geisha varietal is low yielding and tend to mirror typica plants in height (along with the bourbon, typica represents most of the widely available coffees we drink). They thrive at altitudes of 1,400-1,500 km, and the leaf cover on Geisha is sparse. The branches of the plant grow at an extreme vertical angle to facilitate nutrient flow.

Since the plant needs more coddling than a diva like J-Lo, it was unattractive to commercial growers seeking to sell Aluminum can sealed pap by the ton. And as Geoff Watts, Vice President of Chicago’s Intelligentsia coffee puts it, “The reason there’s so much bad coffee in the world is that the world has never been willing to pay for great coffee.”

The owners of Hacienda Esmeralda thought differently. Instead of automating everything, preying on poor workers by paying less than a living wage, and muddling all of their harvest in bad equipment, the Peterson family took a cue from Apple and decided to “Think Different”.

At Esmeralda, the berries are hand picked and then picked over to remove any unripe beans. The beans are then run through state of the art depulping machines. In the case of the Geisha, there’s a papaya perfume that wafts during depulping which carries over into the finished cup. Once depulped, the beans are dried on patios and occasionally in mechanical dryers. This “wet” drying process is where most of the flavor of a bean is lost, and the beans at Esmeralda are carefully monitored to ensure that the temperature of the bean never exceeds a point where volatile and essential oils can escape.

The Geisha discovery was a case of serendipity. Even though the family owned the farm since 1964, they didn’t start growing coffee seriously until 1987. By 1996, they bought a couple of nearby farms, including Esmeralda Jaramillo aka Pequenia Suecia (“Little Sweden” to commemorate the family’s ethnic heritage) where Daniel Peterson, the grandson of the plantation’s founder, found the geisha trees growing.

After the first harvest, Peterson separated out each of the different Geisha harvests into different lots (last years harvest included 27 different lots) and cupped the individual beans, and identified a distinct citrus infused lot that was unlike anything previously tasted in Panama. The beans were so different, he worried about entering them in competition for fear that people would perceive the difference as a production failure. He entered the beans anyway, and since 2004, they’ve won every head to head competition in which they’ve been entered. Peterson says, now that the secrets out, he’s heard of people roaming African jungles searching for indigenous Geisha plants. Watts, says that a number of farms in Panama are now attempting to grow Geisha to capitalize on the economic boon, not unlike the explosion of Blue Agave farming in the last decade.

Peterson’s craft and attention to detail melded with the values of Chicago’s Intelligentsia coffee who led a consortium of micro-roasters to buy last year’s top harvest of Geisha for $130 a pound at auction.

My own personal taste of the coffee at the Intelligentsia roasting works was pretty profound. Smooth with lemon and honey notes, the coffee channeled the perfect cup of tea. With no stomach churning acidity or even hints of bitterness or chocolate you might typically associate with coffee, it’s a paradigm shifting cup.

Since it’s not the very definition of coffee, you may not feel it’s the best cup you’ve ever had. But to use a wine analogy, if you’re one of those folks who likes oaky chardonnays or big dusty Bordeauxs, but also get blown away when you come across an outlying Sauvignon Blanc which bursts with grapefruit or tropical notes, then this is most definitely a coffee for you. Purists on the other hand, need not apply. Though I suppose the folks at Intelligentsia are purists and they loved it so much, they paid a ransom for it.

The coffee is available online at intelligentsiacoffee.com, and the beans retail for $55 a quarter pound and $99 a half pound. It’s a small price to pay for greatness, and best of all you don’t need to sort through dung to drink a cup.

About the author: Michael Nagrant writes for Serious Eats from Chicago, where he also publishes Hungry magazine. Michael never met an organ meat he didn't like. He hopes to meet many more.

Po Bronson's 1999 article about Epinions, then a nascent startup,...

Po Bronson's 1999 article about Epinions, then a nascent startup, is a neat little time capsule of the period just before almost everything in Silicon Valley went poof.

Everything is faster. Zero drag is optimal. For a while, new applicants would jokingly be asked about their "drag coefficient." Since the office is a full hour's commute from San Francisco, an apartment in the city was a full unit of drag. A spouse? Drag coefficient of one. Kids? A half point per. Then they recognized that such talk, even in jest, could be taken as discriminatory in a hiring situation.

Epinions is still going and is now owned by eBay. (via sippey, who is somewhat of an internet time capsule himself)

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EA donates SimCity to OLPC

Electronic Arts has given the original SimCity title to the non-profit initiative, One Laptop Per Child, for installation in its cheap laptops. The machines, complete with wi-fi functionality and open-source office applications will be distributed to schools in countries...

The closure, it draws near. Remember the epic thread about...

The closure, it draws near. Remember the epic thread about the plane and the conveyor belt from last year...the one that pitted pilot against physicist against random internet commenter? In an upcoming episode of Mythbusters, they're going to air the results of a test they conducted with an ultralight and a quarter-mile-long conveyor belt:

If a plane is traveling at takeoff speed on a conveyor belt, and that conveyor belt is matching the speed in reverse, can the plane take off? "We put the plane on a quarter-mile conveyor belt and tested it out," says Savage about the experiment using a pilot and his Ultralight plane. "I won't tell you what the outcome was, but the pilot and his entire flight club got it wrong."

Awesome. If the laws of physics hold, that plane should take off. (thx, matt)

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