JDLV IN REAL TIME

Dang dog never picks up the bananaphone.

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:00:29 -0400

Dang dog never picks up the bananaphone.

Mike smacked the crap out of his birthday piñata and then made...

Mon, 20 May 2013 13:17:32 -0400

Mike smacked the crap out of his birthday piñata and then made chicken broth in the middle of the party.

"Independent learning suggests ideas such as “self-taught,” or “autodidact.” These imply that..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 11:00:41 -0400

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Independent learning suggests ideas such as “self-taught,” or “autodidact.” These imply that independence means working solo. But that’s just not how it happens. People don’t learn in isolation. When I talk about independent learners, I don’t mean people learning alone. I’m talking about learning that happens independent of schools.

[…]

Anyone who really wants to learn without school has to find other people to learn with and from. That’s the open secret of learning outside of school. It’s a social act. Learning is something we do together.

Independent learners are interdependent learners.

”

- Don’t Go Back to School – a must-read on how to fuel the internal engine of lifelong learning. (via explore-blog)

GO KIO GO! Read her book.

(via kthread)

This reminds me of my job at the Experimental College of Davis. One time, the theme of our printed schedule was “Don’t let school get in the way of your education.” I’m very much in support of this concept.

tinycartridge: “Disk Zero” by Demoscene Time Machine I’m not...

Sun, 19 May 2013 11:00:19 -0400

tinycartridge:

“Disk Zero” by Demoscene Time Machine

I’m not sure about most of you, but when summer starts rolling around for me, I start thinking about what I’ll be listening to on those hot summer nights. All signs are pointing to this summer being the summer of disco (see the brand new Daft Punk album), so here’s a delightfully chunky nu-disco/house track from Demoscene Time Machine, all the way from Stockholm, Sweden.
HEAR MORE Demoscene Time Machine's SoundCloud

Yes! Been listening to this guy on repeat. He works in the data dept at Spotify, too.

This is what it looks like when Dylan hugs me from behind when...

Sat, 18 May 2013 11:00:27 -0400

This is what it looks like when Dylan hugs me from behind when I’m working from home.

Ugh.

randwiches: Pop up pulled pork at Project Parlor this Saturday...

Fri, 17 May 2013 21:05:33 -0400

randwiches:

Pop up pulled pork at Project Parlor this Saturday from 5pm to 8pm. Click through the gif for a bigger version with music.

Let me feed you.

I AM THE STAR

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:29:04 -0400

Jake flips off Emi and you can hear me in the background declaring “And I am the star.”

You guys don’t know how very happy I am to be taking the...

Wed, 15 May 2013 15:21:00 -0400

You guys don’t know how very happy I am to be taking the Code Liberation workshops with Phoenix Perry this summer. Thanks to many inspiring minds, it’s motivated me to refine my ideas about food and technology as well as take my skills to the next level. We’ll be learning c++ and developing games together!

Ali Gulec on Street Anatomy

Wed, 15 May 2013 11:00:38 -0400

Ali Gulec on Street Anatomy

When I am the first one in the office

Tue, 14 May 2013 10:33:25 -0400

Just sometimes.

Mon, 13 May 2013 11:00:14 -0400

Just sometimes.

"That writers “write” is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever..."

Sun, 12 May 2013 11:00:32 -0400

“That writers “write” is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever true. Writers drink. Writers rant. Writers phone. Writers sleep. I have met very few writers who write at all.”

- Renata Adler (via Durga Polashi) (via thessaly)

Let me springboard this into the recent Met Gala & punk fashion. It goes back back back to interpellation. I tend to identify writers and punks as people who are hailed as such, not by what they call themselves. As soon as you say, “I’m a writer” or “I’m a punk” or “I’m a chef”, the plug is pulled — the curtain is drawn and everyone will see you are this middle aged man pulling tassle-ended cords and booming into a megaphone for dramatic effect (ok, that was too far).

Best illustrated by character Jenna Zank from Freaks and Geeks:

Oh, look at me…opining!

SAY HI TO YOUR MOTHER FOR ME, OKAY?

Sun, 12 May 2013 10:01:33 -0400

SAY HI TO YOUR MOTHER FOR ME, OKAY?

Portable music

Sat, 11 May 2013 11:00:27 -0400

Am I weird for not jumping on the whole portable music bandwagon? I do stream music more than anything these days and I inherited a couple iPod minis and shuffles but the habit never stuck. I think it was riding the NYC Subway that deterred me the most. Everyone in their uniform white earbuds, missing stops because they didn’t hear that the train was going express or not moving when I say “excuse me” because the volume is up so high.

I was so excited about my first walkman. I was maybe 7 years old. My family was confused about what I’d do exactly with a Walkman because I wasn’t really allowed to leave the house. I’d sit in the middle of the living room floor with my dad’s crate of cassettes, playing each one for maybe 1 song and then changing it out. I couldn’t even get through whole Disney story cassettes because I’d lose interest so quickly. I used a Walkman to sit, not walk!

I remember browsing at this Bay Area department store called BEST and spied the Sony Discman that I’d beg my dad to buy for next Christmas. I was maybe 11 and I was active now. I was allowed to bike around the block and hang out in the backyard unattended. The problem with cds is that they skip. I wanted to look cool with my crappy foam headphones, wire noodling from the inside of my backpack on the way to school. But at the rate that I walked, the music hiccuped and sometimes stopped. I’d keep walking as if I were still hearing musc, afraid that someone would ask if they could listen for a minute. I’d set the discman on the kitchen table while I did homework and would get upset if anyone rose too fast and shook it the slightest bit. As I got into high school, the cd player would whirr and visibly shake. It was time to move on.

In 1999, there was nothing to do in the Antelope Valley except go to the mall, the movies or Best Buy. My dad liked to go to Best Buy for hours to browse the cd racks for new music. I’d play with everything from cameras to turning the knobs on the unhooked kitchen appliances and I’d lounge on the couch in front of the sample home entertainment system. High school was when I discovered Napster, Kazaa and —gosh darn it— how to make zip files. It started with my friends Chris and Gene. They’d send me zip files and I’d run downstairs to my dad’s collection to rip a cd or two in exchange. We all got invited to Napster and there was no looking back. I filled up the computer so much that it’d slow down the AOL connection. I’ d tell my dad that it was because we lived so far out in the desert, the dial tone echoes and boots you off. On one of our trips to Best Buy, I spied the RCA Lyra, an early mp3 player. Ho boy, I was so excited about my 32mb of storage. Another Christmas present from Dad, shiny and silver. So much smaller than my Discman.

I was so ready to dump gigs of music onto it. It took forever to install the diver for the disc slot and even longer to sync the files. 32mb was just enough for a short rock album or maybe 3 gabber tracks. But hey, at least I could go running with my music now. That fleeting dream lasted about 5 minutes when my headphones kept falling off my head and I had to jog back home to put the damn thing away. I’ve always been uncomfortable with in-ear listening devices because my father was 40% deaf*. I knew the effects of music that was too loud and occurring too close to your ear drum.

Toward the end of high school, I got tired of listening to the same songs and waiting forever for the music to sync. My beautiful Lyra rested in my desk drawer when I departed for college, where my life became much more sedentary (in my dorm room) and when I discovered college radio. A regression to cassettes, record and cds happened after I suffered a massive hard drive crash in 2004. I guess the point is that I tried to adopt portable music (maybe I still will), but experienced a number of logistical road blocks that brought me to this moment where I can live without it yet stil maintain a healthy interest in beautiful audio.

*Sidenote: My father actually had surgery on his ear canal a couple years ago and he can actually hear better then me now.

Over 100 people backed Dat Ass Up on Kickstarter. My only point...

Fri, 10 May 2013 11:21:00 -0400

Over 100 people backed Dat Ass Up on Kickstarter. My only point of clarification is that he spelled “Azz” wrong.

BUT WAIT, CHIPTUNE JUVENILE BY NOTE! (fwd to 4m43s)

Rex Navarette performed this in 2010 but his claims about...

Fri, 10 May 2013 11:00:43 -0400

Rex Navarette performed this in 2010 but his claims about Filipino cuisine still stand. I’m pretty stoked to be a Filipino cook and to see NY restaurants like Umi Nom, Pig & Khao, Maharalika and Jeepney crop up.

But the raw truth is that most traditional Filipino food is not aesthetically pleasing in its oily masses, bone-in meats and unrecognizable vegetation. Even in food competitions, I’ve said “brown sugar sauce” to mask the fact that everyone was eating ground up chicken livers.

It’s time for Filipino food to shine, guys.

Weight

Thu, 09 May 2013 16:04:26 -0400

Mom: I Sent your sandals and some clothes except the one u wore at the wedding. Won't fit anymore.
Me: What do you mean it won't fit?! I lost weight!
Mom: No, in the box Jenniferrrrr lol
Me: omg hahaaaaa

I somehow get into a creative Facebook tussle with friends on a...

Thu, 09 May 2013 11:00:19 -0400

I somehow get into a creative Facebook tussle with friends on a weekly basis. Bryan is also one of the most knowledgable bartenders that I know.

My dad is tossing my printer from college. I printed many a cd /...

Wed, 08 May 2013 12:41:07 -0400

My dad is tossing my printer from college. I printed many a cd / mixtape cover with it. It probably still works!

Anaku, say goodbye to your college printer; you’ve moved on and it now goes to the e-disposal site

theaudacityofswope: papermag: Yes, yes, we do. holy...

Wed, 08 May 2013 11:00:28 -0400

theaudacityofswope:

papermag:

Yes, yes, we do.

holy shit.

Attn: Ramsey Ess.