Archive for July, 2007

My New Online Toy: Tumblr.com

The Tumblr.com Bookmarklet.

Bookmarklet grabs highlighted text, image urls + thumbnails, and page title. With that you can create a variety of posts.

Standard text post:

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Bookmarklet grabs urls to photos on page:

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Want to quote?

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A simple link:

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Link with description:

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Video. I had nothing to embed. Sorry.

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Tumblr can also import RSS and display them directly in your tumble blog:

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Import posts from other tumblr users via the green reblog button in your dashboard:

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My tumblr.com blog: Gumnos.

Could You Would You in the Men’s Room?

Gettin’ Your Fine Art On in Public.

What would drive _you_ to take your “French viewing material” in to the men’s room, sit on the bench near the sinks, and start perusing it in front of the guys? Here are a few valid reasons:

  • No mattress to hide them under.
  • Lives in a Church.
  • In a same-genered relationship, but still gets that “funny feeling” around the girls.
  • Wife checks “that box” in the garage; under the sink in the guest bathroom; and the mattress unexpectedly.

My significant other said, “Maybe he was waiting for you guys to clear out so he could ‘take care of business.’” Me, “Foreplay?” Her, “うん.” (うん/Un/Yep!)

“Yes, I looked.” Everyone else was doing it! “How was it,” I hear you ask. Not bad. He was on the black and white pages as I left.

Google’s Agents of Chaos.

Google.

Google is evil:

  • Google’s Tipping Point ::

    Now Google is in the position of dominance, and they definitely have the arrogance that goes with it. But they are in a very difficult spot because of that damned motto, and perhaps right on the tipping point where public opinion could change. More and more, people are hoping for Google to stumble. And every time they do, the press pounces.

  • Fear of Google ::

    Yesterday, during his speech at the Forbes shindig I attended, Geoff Ramsey, CEO of eMarketer’s funniest remark was when he told us that the “Fear of Google” was so prevelent that it even had a three-letter acronymn: FOG.

  • Why I Fear Google WiFi ::
    However, I want to set aside that question for a moment to once more ask an uncomfortable question: How much of your life do you want to put at Google’s disposal?

How much of my life is at “Google’s disposal?” As you will soon see, Google has mined all my data and knows everything about me. Things I didn’t know about myself.

Google Knows ALL! Panic! Panic!: Spooks on Board at Google. Spook == Matt Cutts.

Google knows two things about me a) I live near the Tama monorail and b) I want an AppleTV device. I can hear you asking, “Oh, come on, do you really believe all that whooey you just linked to above?” Yes. Yes I do. Let me prove it to you.

One of my operatives did a search on the following times [24:34 and 20:48] from his computer and did not receive the same query results as myself: He got bible versus. Obviously, Google knows that Operative BL has not attended church in over six years. That was Matt Cutts’ way of telling OBL to, “Go to church.” My search results from Mr. Cutts were a bit different.

Google, or Mr. Matt Cutts, is trying to tell me I should take my family to the Tama Zoo: Tama Monorail timetable for the Tama Zoo. Also, to purchase an Apple TV.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!