Archiv für den Monat: März 2015


Remember this? Because of that, I read his first book, And Then I Thought I was a Fish. Which was interesting enough to make me pay attention when his second book came out, Observations of a Straight White Male with No Interesting Fetishes. But which also brought me back to his website and, in particular, the intriguing “Or Something” section, of which every single article ended up in my Instapaper queue. And so today’s notes had to be culled from my bookmarks

More things to read, available towards the end of the month: Becoming Steve Jobs: The Evolution of a Reckless Upstart into a Visionary Leader. See also Daring Fireball. Though my hopes are low that it’ll prevent “cool” “journalists” from quoting the trashy Isaacson when it fits their narrative.

If we’re honest, we’re in this business because we like our toys, the newer, the better, so, between all the port-related moaning, that new MacBook, OMG, OMG, OMG.

In other news, there’s a new watch, the “Pebble Time” (and “Pebble Time Steel”), and they’re breaking all kinds of records over at Kickstarter. Oh, and apparently one from Apple, too. Though no records. Yet?

Since I’m putting this together on the roof of the Beldes Hotel, in the warm sun, let me be brief(er):

Almost like our little get-together: Clay Shirky on Love, Internet Style (via Jeff Atwood on Twitter). Next on Thursday, 19 March 2015, at 18:45, at Gloria. After I get back from Rome…

Ecco, emme e emme