Appropriated from Twitter with minor editing.
This is horrible. Nearly half of the Dolby Theatre lobby is covered in standing water from a bathroom flood. I feel like the entire staff might have just exploded. The homophobia was bad too, btw.
Ok…this could be good. Things can go wrong when you buy art records from China. It’s like 2046 in 2013. Well the set is pretty at least. Jack has no idea where he is. Ears are weird, we have failed and earth has died.
Is Samuel L. Jackson wearing a wet suit under that jacket? Shitty cut off. I hate fragrance commercials, not enough misogyny yet. Where is the blackout when we need it?
I’m confused with Seth’s hairline. When’s the last time a costume award went to something that wasn’t a period piece? See previous misogyny tweet.
This Bond sequence is like a bad PowerPoint presentation. Coconut cupcakes with chocolate buttercream icing, this is all a little painful so far. This bond tribute. I think I saw it at Disney world. Halle’s high and drunk brain-melting audio issues. I need to set my mom up with one or the other this week.
Homework. Right!?! haha xo Awesome work – congrats! We are so proud! Okay I know it makes me a bad “feminist” but I really enjoyed the boob song. You’re not missing anything Detroit. Jaws and they threw in the physical useless tools. Today looked good. Good enough for me.
Think of how many people signed off on these jokes. C’mon big money, but that is a really poor fitting costume. I’d love to see Beyonce do Chicago. Love her!
Aaaaaaaaaaand I’m out. Nothing makes you miss the Golden Globes like having to sit through the Oscars. Wolverine does not sing. Beards are winning the day the music should have died. I am crying already.
Tonight I learned all sound editors have long blonde hair. I mean, I like the ethos of form fitting content but…not everything is a widescreen movie, right? …followed by Nazis? Pathetic. Radio always wins. Ok I’m becoming a sound engineer, these guys are what I want to look like when I’m 50: blond, long and unkempt.
Nipples won the master at Oceanside yesterday. They always do. We then stole their ideas and made millions. Damn Adele. Did she even wash her hair?! Worst speech ever, damn it. The neck never lies.
When my husband indulges me in nice hand bling, I know he really loves me. The ability to fantasize is the ability to grow melting icebergs. Anne Hathaway said, “Your unicorn story is not engaging, you can tell who’s doing coke.”
I haven‘t always loved New York.
I first visited New York City in 2002. It was, coincidentally, the 8-month anniversary of 9/11. Julia’s brother Joel and I had been in Providence scoping out jobs and apartments so we took the train to NYC for a couple of days, and we walked everywhere during that visit. With no real destination, we wandered all over the city so he could check off buildings and landmarks from his list of places to see. But that was it. As soon as we arrived somewhere, we were leaving. We walked for miles and miles, my knees swelling and buckling beneath me.
We saw most of Manhattan in those two days, including a Mets game in the freezing rain. We even walked right up to David Bowie playing a free concert in Battery Park! But it was exhausting. Not just physically, mentally too. I kept wondering, “Where are we going? When will we get there? Why are we doing this?”
The social web is like that. As much as I love it, it exhausts me. I feel like I’m constantly leaving when I’ve only just arrived. Twitter (my social media of choice) is a constant stream of surprise not unlike walking down the streets of New York City. It’s excellent people watching, socializing, breaking news and entertainment. From crazy to sad to laugh-out-loud hilarious, Twitter is available for non-stop distraction. And as a maker, it really is that: a distraction.
Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
I’ve been thinking lately about attention and how much of it I have to offer, and as it turns out, it’s not much. And the more things I try to give attention to the less attention I have to give.
Our minds have a depth of field, much like the lens on a camera. When we think about one thing, everything else becomes unclear or temporarily ‘forgotten’. To pay attention to a thing means we must ignore everything else, if only briefly. The more complex a thing is, the more uninterrupted attention is required.
Do the things that make you interesting.
There are many things vying for our attention, and while some of them are a good use of time, many of them are only keeping us from what we *should* be doing. Our time and headspace are the most valuable things we have, and what we can do with them is virtually unlimited. I am learning (or perhaps re-learning) that cutting out distractions can be more valuable than any to-do app or time in front of a screen. We need to spend less time looking to others for interesting things, and start spending more time doing the things that make us interesting. Perhaps you need to dedicate more time to that thing that got you where you are or that thing that will get you where you want to be.
Similarly, and I am saying this more for myself, it’s easy to give time and attention to the things you enjoy or are easy, but true character comes when you give focus to the things that are difficult but must be done. This means you have to ignore everything else, and know that you will be better because of it.
That’s really the heart of it for me. I feel depressed the moment I realize I’ve wasted time. Like my first few trips to New York where I just wandered around not really knowing what I wanted to be doing. Sure, wonderful serendipitous stuff happened (like the Bowie concert), but I was generally at the mercy of decisions others made. I was just following. But I want to turn the lens of my mind towards the things I care about, the things that make me interesting. And to do this, I will have to ignore a good amount of things I enjoy doing knowing I will be happier for it, and perhaps others will be able to delight in what I have made as a result of it.
The main thing I’ve learned in beta testing an iPad app: tell the team everything about how you think the app should work.— Able Parris (@ableparris) December 10, 2011
The dinner table is the best social platform.
Maybe we should be designing tools that reward obscurity — that encourage us to remain in the shadows. Or what if they warned us when our social circles became unsustainably large? Sure, we’d be connected with fewer people, but we’d be communicating with them, and not just talking at them.
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