Apparently 2009 is officially The Year of Serious Reading.
In addition to working through the Personal MBA Reading List, I’ve just joined the Gene Wolfe Solar Cycle Book Club. (I even introduced myself, which is a step I very rarely take.)
Apparently 2009 is officially The Year of Serious Reading.
In addition to working through the Personal MBA Reading List, I’ve just joined the Gene Wolfe Solar Cycle Book Club. (I even introduced myself, which is a step I very rarely take.)
Gizmodo: Palm Stock Jumps 34.85% On Palm Pre News.
I am pleasantly surprised that the new Palm Pre is getting such positive initial buzz. I’d long accepted that Palm was on death watch, and for good reason: “stagnation” doesn’t even begin to describe how badly they’ve botched product development this millennium. It will be interesting to see how the Pre does.
I’m not a huge fan of the cloud computing concept as such, but otherwise the Pre looks very intriguing. I refuse to use a Windows Mobile device, dislike Blackberry, am indifferent to Android, and won’t even consider the iPhone (no keyboard = useless for me). The only other device that intrigues me even a little is the Nokia E71. (And no, I never seriously considered the Openmoko platform; I may prefer to use a Free Software distribution, but I’m not a complete masochist.)
Of course, I’m not going to be adopting the Pre any time soon: at a minimum, I want a phone based on GSM, and preferably unlocked, not a CDMA phone exclusively tied to Sprint. Fortunately, according to PC World the new Palm Pre will go on sale in European countries during the first half of this year
as well.
Assuming Palm doesn’t screw it up—never a safe assumption—my next phone may very well be a Pre.
Elizabeth Bear may well be right when she says that this is the best Amazon review ever
. Hysterical satire.
(Update: Not surprisingly, the spoilsports at Amazon have apparently pulled the review. Rather surprisingly, the spoilsports at Amazon have apparently put the review back up! Good for them. Here’s another copy, just in case.)
I don’t believe in New Year’s Resolutions as such, but a quick review of what I read in 2008 prompted me to commit to reading the Personal MBA Recommended Reading List in 2009.
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One unexpected side-effect of implementing GTD and swapping my pre-millennial cell phone for a Palm Treo was that I read about 50 additional books last year. Nearly all of these titles were genre fiction: mystery, suspense, crime, sci-fi, horror, etc. I’ve never been good at keeping track of multi-volume series or prolific authors, and I hate reading out of chronological order. Once I had an effective way to manage lists and convert them into actions, I really made up for lost time.
Now that I have a proven workflow for dealing with reading lists, it makes sense to try applying it to the sort of self-improvement that the Personal MBA reading list represents, as opposed to simply reading lots of popular fiction. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that—I hope.) It took a bit of time and some regular expressions, but I soon discovered that most of the books on the Personal MBA list are available at the NYPL. Indeed, nine listed titles were sitting on shelves I pass by nearly every day.
I deliberately left home early this morning so I could spend a leisurely bus ride entering tasks in my Palm. I timed it well, arriving at the library just as patrons were admitted; I didn’t even have to break stride, much less wait in the cold. I worked my way down from the top floor, Palm in hand, and then used the self-service machine on the ground floor to check everything out. The guard at the exit was still getting settled at his station when I left, and actually did a double-take when he saw my stack of books. Thirty minutes later—I took the subway this time—I was home with my first batch of materials:
The first three titles—Norman’s in particular—are books that I’d been meaning to read for years. (Only one was even on my “Someday/Maybe” list, though, so there’s still plenty of room for improvement in my system.)
Of course, except for peeking at the Norman book, I haven’t actually read anything yet. But that’s because I was doing the tasks I’d brainstormed on the first leg of my trip; my productivity halo remains untarnished for today.
This project should be an interesting test of my commitment to keep up with a reading list that actually requires serious, you know, reading. I’d say I’d post updates and book reviews to this blog as I go, but that would almost certainly be a lie. One New Year’s Resolutionesque project is probably too much as it is.
Another song meme, and another realization that I have a fairly depressing music collection.
is this okayyou say?
Variety describes the novel The Straw Men as a crime thriller about a detective brought out of retirement to solve a series of bizarre murders connected by dark conspiracy
. Which makes me wonder if the intent is to make the least interesting of the novel’s three main characters the protagonist of the film version. That would solve one structural problem: the late Big Reveal of the novel is not possible to delay in a film without jumping through hoops. But it would also be boring. It’s the pulpier aspects that make the novel interesting IMHO.
I followed the instructions for a meme on Elizabeth Bear’s LJ:
Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
I let the music play in the background, letting the work on the meme act as a break timer while plowing through several thousand unread items in Google Reader. (Letting one obsessive Internet activity balance another appealed to me.) Once I discarded instrumentals, song mashups, and foreign-language stuff—which, taken together, were actually the majority of the songs selected—the “poem” came out like this:
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An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma
This is the greatest and best song in the worldWhere were you on November 22, 1963
Look at what’s happened to me
Hey I’m not a young man any more
Well hello there little boy don’t be shyYou look like a perfect fit
A long long time ago
Tonight it’s very clear
I know all there is to knowI’ve been having a bad, bad day
What goes up may not come down
You are likely to be eaten by a grue
Here we goDown in the boondocks
We’re the casualties
My sweet lord
He’s so fine
Further evidence that random can be good, and surprisingly cohesive, but also a little bit scary. (It comes across as much darker lyrically than the playlist is musically.)
The songs:
The title is from the meta-mashup track f.d. by Dummy Run.