Neil Gaiman: Why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming | Books | theguardian.com
A lecture explaining why using our imaginations, and providing for others to use theirs, is an obligation for all citizens
The badBIOS Analysis Is Wrong. at RootWyrm’s Corner
Ahem. "Look, I’m not known for pulling punches and I’m not about to start now. The fact is that everything I have read about #badBIOS is completely and utterly wrong; from the supposed “escaping air gap” to well.. everything. And I should know. I’ve dealt with malicious BIOS and firmware loads in the past. I’ve also dealt with BIOS development and modification for two decades. It’s a very important skill to have when you regularly build systems that are well outside manufacturer ‘recommended’ areas."
(118) Working at Google: What’s the worst part about working at Google ? – Quora
Ouch: "Too many great people, doing work that just doesn't matter, and they're being paid off not to care in an explicit effort to starve the rest of the valley of extraordinary talent."
Dear Google, What’s Wrong With You? | TechCrunch
Pop quiz: name a Google product that existed at this time last year that has improved in the last 12 months.
Macaw: The Code-Savvy Web Design Tool by Macaw — Kickstarter
"This project successfully raised its funding goal about 23 hours ago." Hoezee! (niet dat er ooit veel twijfel over was, natuurlijk).
swissmiss | Two kids in a car
These two kids saw the GOTYE music video SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW and fell in love with it. They started requesting the song every time they’d be riding in the car, singing along, of course. One day, their parents set up a go camera behind their seat and taped them over a few car rides. Awesome.
don kenn gallery
BORN IN DENMARK 1978. I WRITE AND DIRECT TELEVISION SHOWS FOR KIDS. I HAVE A SET OF TWINS AND NOT MUCH TIME FOR ANYTHING. BUT WHEN I HAVE TIME I DRAW MONSTERDRAWINGS ON POST-IT NOTES… IT IS A LITTLE WINDOW INTO A DIFFERENT WORLD, MADE ON OFFICE SUPPLIES.
More Dutch men served in feldgrau than in khaki | MetaFilter
Needless to say, this part of WWII history doesn't quite fit with the image that us Dutch would like to have as ourselves as innocent victims of the Nazi occupation, where after the war everybody had been in the resistance.
I’m Sick Of Pretending: I Don’t "Get" Art | VICE
You know what? I'm sick of pretending. I went to art school, wrote a dissertation called "The Elevation of Art Through Commerce: An Analysis of Charles Saatchi's Approach to the Machinery of Art Production Using Pierre Bourdieu's Theories of Distinction", have attended art openings at least once a month for the last five years, even fucking purchased pieces of it, but the other night, after attending the opening of the new Tracey Emin retrospective at the Hayward Gallery, I'm finally ready to come out and say it: I just don't think I "get" art.
Spectrum Made Me • Articles • Retro • Eurogamer.net
Those other computers were good and they were popular, but – on a national, social and for me, personal level – the Spectrum was a phenomenon. It was a mercurial presence, a flashpoint, and it changed everything. It changed me.
The jQuery plugin for doing cool scrolly stuff
How the Hashtag Is Ruining the English Language
The hashtag is a vulgar crutch, a lazy reach for substance in the personal void—written clipart.
Babbage was a true genius
If he'd built a 3-digit AE, his instruction set would have exceeded the computing capabilities of every 8-bit machine in the home microcomputer revoloution of the 1980s. 5 digits and he'd have beaten the 16-bit PDP11, ST, Amiga and 8086 for per-instruction computing power.
Got to Admit, the Brits Have Taste: The Kate Bush Christmas Special – WFMU’s Beware of the Blog
Some 32 years after it was filmed and shown to viewers in the U.K., it is easy to scratch our collective heads at how something as borderline surreal as the Kate Bush Christmas Special had a chance to see the light of day, let alone in 1979.
I, Cthulhu, or, What’s A Tentacle-Faced Thing Like Me Doing In A Sunken City Like This (Latitude 47° 9’ S, Longitude 126° 43’ W)? by Neil Gaiman | Tor.com
I was spawned uncounted aeons ago, in the dark mists of Khhaa’yngnaiih (no, of course I don’t know how to spell it. Write it as it sounds), of nameless nightmare parents, under a gibbous moon. It wasn’t the moon of this planet, of course, it was a real moon. On some nights it filled over half the sky and as it rose you could watch the crimson blood drip and trickle down its bloated face, staining it red, until at its height it bathed the swamps and towers in a gory dead red light.