This series capturing porcelain figurines the moment they smash into smithereens is brilliant. They’re from a photographer named Martin Klimas. The fact that they’re kung fu characters going the biff makes them even more compelling.
The camera is apparently triggered by the sound of the collision with the ground.
Via 22 Words
K-Rudd looks set to have another tilt at the lodge. Which, for non-Australians, is where the Prime Minister of Australia lives.
I’d rather the Labor party just install Bill Shorten. He seems eloquent and clever. Or Tanya Plibersek. I think I’d consider voting Labor if there was a Shorten/Plibersek ticket.
K-Rudd was a control freak, and just as power hungry as Gillard. And he eats ear wax… it’s the result of some bizarre hagiographic redaction, and the sour taste his public knifing left in our mouth, that gives him his position in the polls. Partly I think the electorate relishes the chance to turf him out democratically.
J-Gill is just awful. A political experiment gone wrong. She can’t get anything right, and clearly moves in whatever direction is popular on the issues she doesn’t care about – so she’s strong on climate change and education, but is about to change her position on the definition of marriage (if the papers today are anything to go by).
Here’s what I think he should do when he inevitably loses his challenge next week, or whenever it happens. Instead of moving to the backbenches, he should move to the cross benches, with whatever Labor supporters feel strongly enough about ousting Gillard. He should do a Katter, and start his own party. And he should trigger a double dissolution. Leave the party in a huff. And write his memoirs.
He can’t win from here. His party hates him. He doesn’t seem to have the requisite support. If he resigns his seat there’s every chance the power grabbers in the Labor party will find some way to hold on in a messy hung parliament. So crossing the floor seems like his best option for making waves for Julia, who he clearly dislikes.
The other mob across the floor aren’t much better, Tony Abbott is a walking cliche/soundbite/bad visual pun. We should probably just draft Peter Costello or Paul Keating back into the top job. At least those guys had a bit of character and some sense of an ideology beyond the endless pursuit of staying in power and beating the other guys.
That is all.
So my special dropbox offer from Sunday proved pretty popular – and sadly all the spots are full. I’m learning about google ads. And it’s really hard to juggle a bunch of advertising campaigns all using the same keywords so that the love is fairly shared around equally.
But anyway. My google credit is almost gone. Some people have told me they’ve got referrals. If you haven’t – and you were one of the people who gave me your referral link, let me know. And I’ll see if I can tweak things slightly.
But anyway. Here are some tips if you missed out, which I only read about today as I was ferreting around for more ways to boost my space.
You can grab more space by playing the social game. Just go to http://dropbox.com/free.
And, as a better bonus, for those people who are currently students, or employed by an educational institution, or in the possession of an alumni .edu email address – you can double the bonus you get for a successful referral by visiting http://dropbox.com/edu – they’ll even double the space they’ve given you for previous referrals. Which would be great. If QTC gave its students .edu addresses.
If you don’t Dropbox – check it out via this link: http://db.tt/ZClCQFXi (which will give me a little bit more space).
The brilliant “Everything is a Remix” is now finished. Here, for posterity’s sake, are all four instalments.
These are really nicely put together. If you haven’t seen the first ones, start from the top…
The original film clip to this song was so incredibly trippy that it was unwatchable.
But this is cool. Some sciency people who were working on making explosions and stuff in a place called the Blast Lab made a whole lot of other sounds, which were stitched together to produce this…
This is sensational, and somewhat beautiful.
Dropbox is, without doubt, the coolest and most useful webapp/utility going round. If you don’t use it – click here – and sign up via my referral link. Then I’ll get some extra space.
The referral system is a brilliant way for Dropbox to grow, and it’s at the heart of this post.
Dropbox offers 250 megabytes per referral in online storage space, and everybody has one of those referral links.
I have a Google adwords account. I used it to play around with some ad stuff a while ago. When I signed up, Google gave me $75 of free advertising. This week they gave me another $100 for some reason.
So I set up an ad for Dropbox using my referral link. I’d read about this trick on Lifehacker. 18 free dollars later, I’m up to 6GB in Dropbox space, and I still have a bit of Google money left.
So I’m willing to offer the first five people who ask in the comments here their very own ad with their very own referral link – just email it to me, or post it as a link in the comments. I don’t mind. I’ll put $10 of my google credit towards your campaign.
It seems to work better during office hours in a non-Australian timezone – ie I got most of my clicks overnight on Thursday, our time.
So anyway. Hit me up. And if you don’t use Dropbox already, click here.
UPDATE: The five slots filled up pretty quickly. Sorry to those who missed out.
Tetris is my favourite timewaster. Minesweeper used to be. So you’ll forgive me for never having time to blog here again now that I’ve discovered Tetrisweeper.
The instructions are in a foreign tongue – but here are the controls.
Shift + click to highlight a mine.
Click to clear squares.
W to rotate.
A to go < -
d to go ->
s to go V
Tetris pieces become squares on the minesweeper board.
We’re reading Calvin in two subjects this year – which is nice and efficient. Anyway. I’ve been thinking about the nature of offending people online, and how it behoves a reader to be charitable in one’s interpretation of other’s words. While I understand that communication is a two way street, and the speaker (or writer) has some responsibility for how a hearer (or reader) will understand their words – I think you can only cater so much for this, and the reader has a responsibility to think about context, and other interpretive principles. Anyway. Here’s Calvin distinguishing between the types of readers (or hearers) one should care about offending.
“I will here make some observations on offenses, what distinctions are to be made between them, what kind are to be avoided and what disregarded. This will afterwards enable us to determine what scope there is for our liberty among men. We are pleased with the common division into offense given and offense taken, since it has the plain sanction of Scripture, and not improperly expresses what is meant. If from unseasonable levity or wantonness, or rashness, you do any thing out of order or not in its own place, by which the weak or unskillful are offended, it may be said that offense has been given by you, since the ground of offense is owing to your fault. And in general, offense is said to be given in any matter where the person from whom it has proceeded is in fault. Offense is said to be taken when a thing otherwise done, not wickedly or unseasonably, is made an occasion of offense from malevolence or some sinister feeling. For here offense was not given, but sinister interpreters ceaselessly take offense. By the former kind, the weak only, by the latter, the ill-tempered and Pharisaical are offended. Wherefore, we shall call the one the offense of the weak, the other the offense of Pharisees, and we will so temper the use of our liberty as to make it yield to the ignorance of weak brethren, but not to the austerity of Pharisees.”
From Book 3, Chapter 19.
Umm. Wow. Last year some people were shocked when Arcade Fire won a Grammy off the back of their amazing album The Suburbs. That was depressing.
This is worse.
More, with a not so slight language warning, on the buzzfeed page dedicated to documenting this heinous crime against music.
P.S. Paul McCartney was, of course, the bass player in Wings.
I have short arms. Apparently. So said a careless store attendant once when I was being fitted for a suit. One thing led to another, and soon everybody at college knew. And I acquired the nickname T-Rex. Which is cool. Because those dinosaurs were the king of their Jurassic reptillian world.
Anyway. I feel sorry for these poor less than able dinos. T-Rex Trying.
Are you a social media junkie? Do you not already give me your very divided, nay, fragmented social media attention? Even if you’re not either of those things, but you’ve started reading lately or something here are some other things you should be aware of:
Nothing really to see here – except nathancampbell.com.au – which is a PR consulting holding page type thing.
There you go. PLEASE GIVE ME MORE ATTENTION. Or just follow me. I’m probably most active on Facebook, Instagram, and my blogs. But I’m trying to use Twitter more and more (I read tweets more than I tweet).
These introductions to critical thinking are, I think, an essential primer that all Christians seeking to engage in apologetics online, or in the real world, should watch – or at least be aware of…
I found them at Brain Pickings (my dad also emailed me the link – don’t know what he was trying to tell me…).
I love these literal Dr Seuss covers from Buzzfeed.
There are a few more. The whole exercise of examining the worldview or moral behind the stories in picture books is something I’m looking forward to doing over the next few years.
