feb 22

friday freedom

 Countering yesterday's speculation, Dig-It is apparently real. Too bad, cuz it sounds like it will really suck.

 This game makes me want to get drunk. And this one makes me want to have sex. It feels like high school again!

 Whaddya know, Maxim has a book review section.

 NYPost writes a pro-NYTimes column (about the new Times headquarters).

 A website that randomly generates the language of a 13-year-old's instant messages: It's like, so rad.

 Beautiful illustration of the power of Flash: Flora: An Experiment in Growing Plant-Life Forms. Select two plants to randomly grow. Then graft them. Unique combinations every time.

 Albert Einstein's Theory of Relativity In Words of Four Letters or Less.

 Shift asks: Will The Newspaper Survive? I've been hearing this question since the days of being a webmaster at a Knight-Ridder newspaper in 1997, but the angle here is somehow still fresh.

 My college mentor has a new book out, Walking With the Wind: Voices and Visions in Film, a translation of the poems of Abbas Kiarostami. Here's what The New Republic says in its weekly newsletter:

The name Abbas Kiarostami will be familiar to fans of Stanley Kauffmann, who has long been one of the Iranian director's most faithful advocates. "Kiarostami seems to look at film not as something to be made, but to be inhabited, as if it were there always, like the world, waiting to be stepped into, without fuss," Kauffmann has written. Kiarostami's films often follow a person on an unusual errand, showing how the most extraordinary events -- a man's attempt at suicide in Taste of Cherry, the filming of a death ritual in The Wind Will Carry Us -- grow from the quiet mundanities of daily life. This month the Harvard Film Archive will publish, in a beautiful English-Persian bilingual edition, a collection of Kiarostami's poetry called Walking with the Wind. The poems are as short and mysterious as haiku, and each focuses on an image that is both immediately visualizable and infinitely contemplatable: the watch on a blind man's hand, a raven rubbing its beak in the dust. Essential for Kiarostami devotees and anyone in search of a new mind-opener.

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