Le Geek, C'est Chic

My computer has sound for the first time since its epic tantrum in March. Nearly every day, someone would send me a link or I'd want to click on a video, only to remind myself that no, can't happen. When online access to information virtually is unlimited, any limitations appear ridiculously frustrating. A bratty problem to have, grand schemers.

Still, being reintroduced to sound and multimedia is momentous, if only in a first-world kind of way, and I spent the wee hours of this morning becoming reacquainted with YouTube and iTunes and IMDB.com movie trailers...and...and...





and this!


and this!


And while we're destroying any shreds of street cred, let's press play:


I would like to see this:


And then this:


Sufficiently overwhelmed with technological possibility? Check out an NPR piece on digital overload. Today I heard an interesting interview Terry Gross did with Matt Richtel, who explained why talking on a cell phone while driving is far more distracting than talking to another passenger in the car. (I was listening to said interview while driving. Um.) And now I can listen to the interview with ease, safely from my office desk chair, if I so desire.

Now that I have contributed my early-morning sound binge to the void of the Internet, consider this NYT Magazine article, on the difficulty of erasing your posted past. Which I am now posting, and which will be archived ad infinitum. Freaky.

But not as freaky as our man Mr. Jones:

This thing is not like the other thing

A chocolate chip granola bar is not a chocolate chip scone.

Working at home is good until you realize that you have torn the entire house apart as a means of not working. This has become a large-scale reorganization project (how did we get so much STUFF?), and you don't particularly feel like putting it back together. And then you are trapped in the tornado aftermath you created.

89 degress and breezy is nothing like 99 degrees and humidity.

A line from Sylvia Plath
"You do not do, you do not do/Any more, black shoe/In which I have lived like a foot"

is not a line from John Berryman
"Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so."

An orange is also not a chocolate chip scone.

Thus, a field trip is in order. To find the things that are not like the other things, those things you already have and want less of.