Category: glamorous
My Glamorous Life
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A Saint Patrick’s Day to remember
WHEN my daughter Ava was much younger—about seven—I took her to Toys R Us in Times Square one Saturday that was also Saint Patrick’s Day. You couldn’t ask for a more chaotic location and crowd.…
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Do Not Go Gentle into that iTunes Store
AT HOME, sick with a cold and bored, my daughter buys a single packet of “My School Dance” in a freemium iTunes game. The manufacturer charges her (well, charges me) for ten packets. This same…
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From climate change to Swedish hip hop
A few years ago, my Swedish friend Peyo cofounded a start-up that brought affordable solar power to rural villages in India—profoundly poor villages where, until that time, folks had relied on dirty gasoline-powered generators to…
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News of the World
OUR UBER DRIVER must be hard of hearing, because he plays his right-wing talk radio morning show LOUD. It’s not your erudite, intellectual morning show. It’s hosted by Morning Zoo-type personalities: braying, hyper-testicular fellows, as…
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Ten Years Ago on the Web
2006 DOESN’T seem forever ago until I remember that we were tracking IE7 bugs, worrying about the RSS feed validator, and viewing Drupal as an accessibility-and-web-standards-positive platform, at the time. Pundits were claiming bad design was good for the web…
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Sometimes a cigar is a penis
MANY NIGHTS I have these dreams where I lose my daughter while traveling. We’re about to board a flight, and suddenly she has vanished. In other parts of these same dreams, still traveling, I’m doing…
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Abandon Hope!
THE FILTHIEST men’s room in New York is on the 8th floor of 291 Broadway. You would think the men’s room at Penn Station or the bus terminal would beat any other for filth and…
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Pinterest giveth, and Pinterest taketh away
AS MY design career has taken on more and more strategic and managerial freight, I’ve done less and less hands-on design. This year, I decided to change that. As part of my reimmersion, I found…
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Hamster Dance of Death
It soon became obvious that the hamster had somehow crawled into the family couch. When little incisions under the cushions failed to reveal the missing rodent, I painstakingly destroyed the entire seating area in hopes…
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We Remember Mama
It’s the 15th anniversary of our mother’s death from Alzheimer’s. Hi, Mom.
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Zen & The Art of iTunes Failure
What a recent iTunes failure taught me about attachment to work and memories.
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Phonedrome
Did I wake the moment my phone died? Was my phone jealous of my tablet? Phonedrome: speculations on the phone-human connection.
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Happy birthday, Maurice
It’s my dad’s birthday. He is 88 today.
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Publishing v. Performance—or, The Soul of the Web
Publishing Versus Performance: Our Struggle for the Soul of the Web
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My website is 20 years old today.
MY WEBSITE is 20 years old today. I’m dictating these remarks into a tiny handheld device, not to prove a point, but because, with gorgeously ironic timing, my wired internet connection has gone out. It’s…