Captured some strange lights with my digital camera last week…
Amoeboid UFOs? Not exactly. Actually it was just my kids with some dollar store glowsticks. They waved them around in a dark hallway, and by simply turning the camera flash off, this is what I ended up with.
Sort of neat, though, don’t you think? Best $2 we ever spent. Damned things glowed for two days, too.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 05-07-2008 | 12:05 AM
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I was fortunate enough to scrounge up a single ticket for last night’s Raptors playoff victory over the Orlando Magic (see my comments from last year’s playoffs here and here).
Here are 10 observations:
1. Only a the playoffs do I get to enjoy high-fiving a stranger.
2. People sing better when they wear the same shirt.
3. “Fuck you Turkoglu” is a pretty funny chant.
4. Those blonde chicks seem awfully surly for sweat moppers.
5. Watching Jason Kapono on defence is like watching my mom try to breakdance.
6. My new fave mascot iteration: Flasher Raptor!
7. Stan Van Gundy: 3 coronary events an hour for the past 10 years.
8. Message to Dance Pak: Two dances per game isn’t a job.
9. Facecloths make ineffective noisemakers.
10. Apparently there’s an NBA player called Gortat. Who knew?
Also at the game was my colleague and sometime sportswriter Paul Jay, who contributed five more notes from the gondola:
1. Those parachuted basketballs. Worst promotion ever: two were flung onto the court - using the chute as a sling-shot - once during the game. Threat of arrest soon followed.
2. Superman’s reaction to red (kryptonite)? Makes him crazy. Nice work on those free throws, Dwight.
3. Jason Kapono’s trade value two weeks ago versus today. Discuss.
4. Toronto has a unique ability to play intense defence. Y’know, once in a while.
5. All timeout entertainment should be banned during the playoffs. Especially anything involving children, contests or attempts at hilarity.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-25-2008 | 02:04 PM
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A miscellany of conversational snippets overheard in the Gorbould household this past week. Thing One is 6, Thing Two is 4.
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Thing One: Dad, we need new markers.
Dad: We do?
Thing One: Yeah. These are out of marker juice.
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Thing One: Hands up, who wishes they were Godzilla?
Dad: Me!
Thing Two, to Thing One: What about you?
Thing One: Nope.
Thing Two: Guess we’ll have to squash you, then.
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Thing One, out of the blue: Ahhhhhhh!
Dad: What?
Thing One: I’m scared.
Dad: Of what?
Thing One: Spring.
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Thing One: Dad, I need you to come to school tomorrow.
Dad: Why’s that?
Thing One: I need you on my squirrel catching team.
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Dad: If you have children, what do you think you’ll name them?
Thing One: Cappuccino, and Streetcar.
Dad, to Thing Two: What will you call your kids?
Thing Two: Poo Poo, Pee Pee, and Bum-Bum Smell.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-22-2008 | 10:04 PM
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Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-15-2008 | 04:04 PM
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At this time of year you can’t help but stumble upon those “signs of spring” stories - you know, the crocuses peeping out, tulips in bloom, lovers going for strolls in the sunshine.
Let me tell you, there are precious few crocuses in downtown Toronto, and the lovers don’t stroll until it gets dark on Jarvis. So I did an informal poll of my colleagues, and here’s our tentative Urban Signs of Spring list. See if you agree, or if you can add any to the list:
What did I miss? Let me know!
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-07-2008 | 11:04 PM
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I watch a lot of TV on mute these days - mostly when I’m trying not to wake the kids, sometimes when I just want some peace and quiet, and very rarely whilst enjoying a cold beverage at a public establishment. So I love the fact that new TVs all switch on closed captioning when they are muted, so I can follow along.
Except, of course, when the captioning seizes up, converts English into ASCII swearing (!@##$!#@$$!), scrolls too fast and nowhere near the person speaking, overlays the sports ticker or someone’s face, spells last names using phonics, or translates “you guys” as “you gays”. I can’t imagine what the hearing disabled have to put up with.
Fortunately, Joe Clark is doing something about it, and he’s here in livid colour. The brand new and admittedly garish CaptioningSucks.com is an attempt to get people talking about how bad TV captioning is, and to help develop a set of standards to make them better. It’s the offspring of Joe’s Open & Closed project, funded at least in part through micropatronage (see the hairless guy’s “indolence” badge way down there on my sidebar.)
Check out Joe’s Flickr site for some appalling examples of the myriad ways TV captioning can be made to suck. And then visit Open & Closed to see how it can be made better. @!#$!@#%%.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-01-2008 | 11:04 PM
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So I took my four-year-old to the Raptors game on Sunday, a 118-111 loss to the Hornets. She’s been to a couple of games, and always comes up with some great lines, as I blogged previously.
On the way home this time, she had an idea for overcoming Toronto’s losing streak:
Dad, I have a secret idea for the Raptors but don’t tell. We should tell them to practice 100 times! And then we tell the Hornets to practice only one time! And then the Raptors will win. Tee hee. And maybe because we teached them, the Raptors could even send us a thank you card!
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-01-2008 | 12:04 AM
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Since I’ve been working on it for more than a year, it seems appropriate that I should give just a wee plug to the shiny new CBC Digital Archives website.
Known among us archives types as simply “Phase II”, the new site has been completely redesigned from top to bottom - the first redesign in six years. Full details in the press release.
In some regards, the fact that the old site lasted six years is a testament to good design - hell, look at Google.com - a homepage designed by accident that has lasted for years.
Still, the old Archives site was getting creaky. In the YouTube era, people expect more video, and they expect it to be bigger than 240×180. And the new design fixed a few major limitations - bitty little graphics, the inability to properly house and showcase solo clips, no way to present classic CBC programs.
We’ve still got a few wrinkles to iron out (mostly pages that render too slowly, particularly in Internet Explorer) but overall I’m really pleased with the new design. I’d love to know what you think.
FYI, you can check out past iterations of the site at Archive.org’s Wayback Machine - an absolutely invaluable site, if you haven’t seen it.
On a similar note, I recently did some work with Joe Lawlor, CBC’s original webmaster, to archive the Archives site. I spend all day creating an archive of CBC Radio and CBC Television, but nobody archives CBC.ca.
So now we do. Using a $30 product called Offline Explorer, Joe and I regularly capture all of CBC.ca (well, most of it, not including media) to DVD. Not exactly high tech or professional, but I now have a catalogue of CBC.ca’s evolving site in a case on my desk.
I hope that one day the Archives site becomes trimedial - very few (if any?) corporations properly document their online development, and certainly not publicly.
As I found when I created the CBC.ca 10th anniversary site, even national broadcasters don’t keep copies of their online journalism.
Even today, websites tend to be seen as transient, disappearing into the past the moment they are published.
It reminds me of the early days of radio - broadcasts simply went out into the ether; why would anyone want to *keep* them? In fact, during the early years of the Second World War, CBC Radio recordings were etched on aluminum discs - which were melted down to make fighter planes as part of our contribution to the war effort.
But today, storage is (for all intents and purposes) free. We can, if we choose, keep all data, forever. The hard part is the planning.
Know any websites that catalogue their evolution? Please tell me about them - I’d love to check them out. And do poke around the new Archives site, and let me know what you think.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 03-18-2008 | 11:03 AM
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I have a few vacation days to use up, so last week I took a couple of “Paulidays” - a day off for me to do… whatever it is I do when I’m not doing it for work.
This time around, it was nothing fun, per se, unless you define “fun” as replacing your faucets. And getting your carpets cleaned, your locks changed, etc. I’m still wrapping my head around this grown-up thing… blowing a thousand bucks on your vacation used to be way more fun than this.
Anyhow, a couple more items on Paul’s List of Chores were taking some new pants in to get altered, and some shirts to get dry cleaned. Believe it or not that was actually a tiny bit of fun, if only because normally the only attention I pay to clothes is to wash them and frown at the wrinkles. What really made the trip, though, was that I got to wander down my stretch of Queen Street East and visit some genuine old school mom & pop stores.
Leslieville is a neighbourhood with a history. Hell, when they shot key scenes from Cinderella Man here, they didn’t have to do anything to half the stores - and some of the others kept the movie fascades afterward - they were considered a marked improvement. (See my previous entry on that, plus my fleeting encounter with Russell Crowe.)
Anyhow, visits to both the tailor and the dry cleaners were like stepping into a time machine. Hand-painted signs, hand-tailored clothes. Linoleum floors. And yes, for what it’s worth, the cleaners were Chinese and the tailor was Italian.
But the thing I had to take a picture of - and in a more modern store, would be discouraged from doing so - was the cash register in each place. Both were huge metal machines, painted in a faux woodgrain. Big, clanking buttons, and no hint of electricity (or much cash, actually.) Both had been in use in those locations for an estimated 40 years, and both had stories to go with them.
Above is the one from the cleaner - and notice that the fee for one dress shirt and one wool sweater was a rather reasonable $4.90. The family that runs the business bought it second-hand in the mid-1960s, but estimate that it’s probably twice that old.
Here’s the one from the tailor - with buttons for $1, $10, $20 and so on, and rectangular cards that pop up to display your purchase. The tailor did upgrade to a small electronic register - small enough to be stolen a few years later. So they went back to this model, which a thief would have a hell of a time tucking under his arm.
The tailoring was a little more expensive than the cleaning, but perhaps the two stores are in cahoots - the pants smell faintly of the Italian cigarettes the tailor no doubt smoked while he worked his magic. Yet another throwback. Still, smoke ‘em while you got ‘em - after generations in Leslieville, the tailor is closing down for good in a few months.
I wonder what will fill the gap in Queen St. E., and what they’ll do with his register.
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 02-25-2008 | 12:02 AM
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A few days ago, my four- and six-year-olds went out looking to buy Valentine’s cards for their classmates (”Valentimes”, as my youngest calls it, and I’ll be damned if I’ll correct her.) We started out looking for friendly, non-branded cards like back in the day - you know, the ones with the bad puns. No dice, so we would have settled for non-violent, non-gender-stereotyping branded cards… Dora, Snoopy, anything… struck out there too. And this was what was left, rather clearly delineated by gender:
I’m pretty certain none of the Grade 1 boys know what “sentient” means, and the kindergarten girls can be called “stylish ” only if wearing pink rubber boots, pajama bottoms and your bathing suit is haute couture.
They all enjoyed the cupcakes, though.
(Speaking of Optimus Prime, I did rent the Transformers movie last week - effects good, writing schlock. But I couldn’t hear “Optimus Prime” without thinking that a more timely hero/villain would be called Optimus Sub-Prime, chiz chiz. I even started to mock up a Photoshopping image to go with it, but then I did a Google search and found someone had already done it. Good on ya.)
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 02-15-2008 | 01:02 AM
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