Sunny day in San Francisco

Stockton and Sutter

Starbucks #05404

Heart and Taylor
San Francisco, 94102

In the ground at SFO

United 425: IAD to SFO

Off to Bay Area meetings.

Claude Moore Farm

18th century farm house

George Bush Center for Intelligence

Part of CIA headquarters

QotD: Anything that's the something of something isn't the anything of anything

Anything that's the something of something isn't the anything of anything - Lisa Simpson

Nice little quote from the always quotable Lisa Simpson. The MoneyBART. Season 22, Episode 3. Available via Hulu.

The opening scene is particularly interesting, but then anything with a unicorn is interesting.

QotD: When reality is labeled unthinkable, it creates a kind of sickness in an industry.

Protect yourself
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Great quote from Clay Shirky (on the newspaper industry) from 2008.03.17

Complete quote is:

When reality is labeled unthinkable, it creates a kind of sickness in an industry. Leadership becomes faith-based, while employees who have the temerity to suggest that what seems to be happening is in fact happening are herded into Innovation Departments, where they can be ignored en masse. This shunting aside of the realists in favor of the fabulists has different effects on different industries at different times. One of the effects on the newspapers is that many of their most passionate defenders are unable, even now, to plan for a world in which the industry they knew is visibly going away (Shirky Blog) [emphasis added]

2010.10.13

2010.10.12

Jefferson gravesite

Monticello

101010 = Well, I guess I know now, everything

Easy to understand why numbers hold such a mystical to various people and cultures. Today is October 10, 2010, in common short form, 10-10-10.

Of course you can also write that as 101010. And if we were all computers (ok?), well, that would be, for us Base 10 folk, 42.

And 42, as we all know, is the answer to life, the universe, and, well, everything.

If only ...

And so, not so long ... but

And down in the ocean where nobody goes
Some fish are fast Some are slow
Some swim round the world
Some hide below
This is the ocean
So deep So old.
And then kerjillions of stars start to shine
And icy comets go whizzing by
And everything's shaking with a strange delight
And here it is: the enormous night
And oo my eyes They're lookin all around
And oo my feet
They've left the ground
So cry me a river that leads to a road
That turns into a highway that goes and goes
And tangles in your memories
So long So old.
- Laurie Anderson, "My Eyes"