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A Conversation About Design

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This is great. I wish I’d had this video to refer people to when they ask me what being a designer means. That it’s more than graphic design or industrial design. You don’t need a beret or a drafting table; a compass or a set of paint brushes. It’s just telling a story. Also, this is an important video to refer to those egotistical designers, the ones who think people need to learn to use their work. The truth is, designers are artisans rather than artists, we build tools that people use, not things that hang on museum walls. Watch this five times then send it to all your friends.

via Pan-Dan.

Update: I grabbed the FLV and wrapped it in a new video player that allows full screen since it’s a tiny file. I hope it doesn’t upset the people at Moooi. I’ll take it down if it does. It’s 22mb so give it time to load. I suggest visiting the Moooi site unless you really want full screen.

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Have YOU Met Ted?

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This won’t be news to most people who know me personally since I’ve been demanding people participate for the past couple months. That being said, I’m proud to announce my newest project: Have You Met Ted: The How I Met Your Mother Blog. I launched this site in the beginning of September and have been working on it ever since. I am a huge fan of the show so writing for the blog (all of which is currently done by me) has been easy. The site is an original design based on a preexisting WordPress template (I feel it’s been modified enough so as to no longer resemble the original).

The current stats for the blog are not too shabby:

  • To date there are 45 posts and 60 comments. That’s a good ratio.
  • I’ve gotten almost 2K visits with over 4.5K page views.
  • The average time on the site is 3 minutes with a 50% bounce rate.
  • A Google search for have you met ted returns the blog as the third result
  • The site shows up at the top of page 4 for the Google search how i met your mother blog
  • A nice little fledgling community of commenters and fellow bloggers has been built which makes me look forward to writing new posts and checking the comments each day.

All in all, I’m quite happy with my progress so far. The site is less than 60 days old and it’s moving along at a pace that I had hoped for but not actually expected.

I’ll be introducing a new weekly feature on Thursday that I think is an original idea–at least I’ve never seen it on a TV blog before–and better yet, I think it’ll be very popular and quite amusing.

If you like the show, if you think you might like the show, or if you like Century, go check it out and leave a comment. I’d appreciate it.

  • You can visit the blog’s main page.
  • First time visitors should go here.
  • Music from the show? Yeah, we’ve got that.
  • This week’s episode discussion. Join in!
  • If you’re reading this after Thurs Oct 25 you can check out the new weekly feature I was mentioning.

– JD aka:

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Happy as an Old Hammerdog

I remember I was hammering on a fence in the west pasture when Papa approached. He was carrying a letter or something in his hand, and he looked worried.I continued to hammer as he came toward me. “Son,” he said, “why are you hammering on that fence? It already has plenty of nails in it.”“Oh, I’m not using nails, Papa,” I replied. “I’m just hammering.” With that, I returned to my hammering.

Papa asked me to stop hammering, as he had some news.
I did stop hammering, but first I got a couple more hammers in, and this seemed to make Papa mad. “I said, stop hammering!” he yelled.

I think he felt bad for yelling at me, especially since it looked like he had bad news. “Look,” he said, “you can hammer later, but first –”

Well, I didn’t even wait to hear the rest. As soon as I heard “You can hammer,” that’s what I started doing.
Hammering away, happy as an old hammer dog.

Papa tried to physically stop me from hammering by inserting a small log of some sort between my hammer and the fence. But I just kept on hammering, ’cause that’s the way I am when I get that hammer going.
Then, he just grabbed my arm and made me stop.

“I’m afraid I have some news for you,” he said.

I swear, what I did next was not hammering. I was just letting the hammer swing lazily at arm’s length, and maybe it tapped the fence once or twice, but that’s all. That apparently didn’t make any difference whatsoever to Papa, because he just grabbed my hammer out of my hand and flung it across the field.

When I saw my hammer flying helplessly through the air like that, I just couldn’t take it. I burst out crying, I admit it. And I ran to the house, as fast as my legs could take me.

“Son, come back!” yelled Papa. “What about your hammer?!”

But I could not have cared less about hammering at that point. I ran into the house and flung myself onto my bed, pounding the bed with my fists. I pounded and pounded, until finally, behind me, I heard a voice.
“As long as you’re pounding, why not use this?” I turned, and it was Papa, holding a brand-new solid-gold hammer.

I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and ran to Papa’s outstretched arms. But suddenly, Papa jumped out of the way, and I went sailing through the second-story window behind him.

Whenever I hear about a kid getting in trouble with drugs, I like to tell him this story.

By Jack Handey

Many thanks to Matt Swain for showing this to me years ago and finding it online for me tonight.

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Feel like a cow? Weigh yourself on the animal scale

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I don’t know if this would be funny, quirky, and amusing or incredibly depressing. I, for one, don’t really need the knowledge that I am the same weight as a cloven farm animal.

via Angry Retail by way of Swiss Miss

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Congratulations Kevin Flynn

Check out Kevin Flynn on the local Rochester evening news talking about his success at climbing the seven summits. I’m curious how Mr. Flynn comes off to those who don’t work with him every day. So, how does he?

more at Blip, the Martino Flynn blog (where you can find the occasional article written by your’s truly)

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