I’m a maple tree. Syrupy? No: MAPLE TREE (Independence of Mind) – no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress. Hmm. Nine outa thirteen, I’d say.
What kind of a tree are you? (check here)
[ Found on Heather Champ’s log, via Zeldman.]
I seldom do these things, but this morning I downloaded the new Mozilla alpha release (“netscape 5.0”). Installed it. Tried it. It crashed. Continuously. Didn’t get to see one page, except the mozilla.org site. Am not impressed.
Over the last few days I’ve talked to several people who considered the Australian Open matches Agassi played as simply wonderful, and a return to real tennis. It seems to have struck a chord with many. Most mentioned the way Agassi looked: lean and mean.
Web art at noweb.org, en français: ‘No web is a polymorphic site around a cultural elite who do not want to change the world. A world they find marvelous, full of gigantic superheroes and princesses metamorphosized by Wonderbras…’ Caution, not for erm, minors?
I FINALLY made a decision to buy a new computer. Finally decided to ignore the fact that I don’t really have the cash for it. Went to the site of the shop I’d chosen. THEY NO LONGER HAVE THE OFFER I WAS AFTER. I am sooooo bummed out.
‘Something about me stood apart…’ David sings on his 1999 single Thursday’s Child. Lonely at the top, Mr Bowie née Jones chats on line tonight at 6.30 GMT. [ update: and this is one of the things he’s saying right now: Has dance music culture killed rock music? David: No, rock music kills rock music. When the vocabulary of any artform gets too well known it dissapates its dynamic. Once everybody can play the e chord on a guitar, once everybody can sample what they want at home on a cheap computer, medium suddenly becomes the message and the message seems to be, This is lifestyle music not attitude music. I think we probably buy our music much in the same way as we buy our clothes now, it’s no longer the replacement to church. Amen. ]
Bowie joke: ‘Oi, Mistah Bowie, didn’t ya useta be queeor? And then ya married Iman…’
There’s new stuff in ‘prolific muse’, the music, art and literature section of this site. We’re still working to incorporate the page in the site navigation but for now here is a direct link to ‘prolific muse‘.