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It’s been a while since I’ve made a legitimate post here, and part of the reason is because I’ve moved to a different blog, Terror in the Heartland. I decided a while ago that this blog has gone stale, and rather than try to reboot this blog, I would rather start fresh.

Part of the reason for moving is that I blog most and perhaps best with a linkblog or a clipping style or blog, and this blog was designed for more long-form writing. So rather than keep up my practice of blogging through daily del.icio.us dumps or posting stuff to my Tumblr, “Random Crap,” I thought I would start a blog based primarily around clips.

There’s a bunch of work I’d like to do on the layout at the new blog, so I don’t think Terror in the Heartland is quite ready for prime time, but everything on the Web is a work in progress, so I think it’s time to point whatever readers I might still have over to the new blog.

Well, with that out of the way, I’ll invite everyone over to Terror in the Heartland.

Terror in the Heartland logo

Terror in the Heartland logo

linkdump for 2007.09.04

confirmation bias

I’ve created a page with my del.icio.us tag cloud if anyone wants to check it out. I don’t really like being such a whore for Yahoo, which owns the service, but I find its social bookmarking an incredibly useful tool. Not only is it great for retrieving links, but I find things like the tag cloud revealing about my own interests. One would think you’re conciously aware of your interests, but looking at the tag cloud has revealed that I’m more interested in policy issues and history than I would ordinarily admit to myself.

Of course, this crowdsourcing of the self has some limitations. One limitation is that my bookmarks emphasize information that’s already common on the Web. For example, I have many more pages related to business than anarchism, partly because there’s more informatin available online on business issues than anarchist thought. This does not mean, however, that I’m more interested in neoliberal economics than anarchism. Some Web observers like Cass Sunstein argue that the Web serves as an “echo chamber” where users prefer to read material that reflect their own biases. Later empirical research has suggested that this is not the case, users are often aware of opposing points of view. But, what I’m noticing is that I’m reinforcing my own interests through the web, while being nudged in directions based on others’ posts. I suppose that’s obvious, but it’s worth noting.

rather static

Atrios posted an interesting idea today. He has declared February 3 Blogroll Amnesty Day, when bloggers “are free to make adjustments to their blogrolls and ignore any complaints about those adjustments.” Atrios has a long blogroll that lists blogs he says he no longer reads, but apparently he’s anxious about upsetting bloggers whose blogs disappear from the list.

I don’t really have the same problem. I link to a few blogs in the “friends” section that aren’t regularly updated and should be dropped, but I’m not worried about hurting anyone’s feelings. This is a good reminder to delete the old blog cruft.

I wrote more about this, but my site was down while I tried to post. My comments on clearing out my public Bloglines folder were too tedious to write through again.

portrait of the blogger…

McChris standing in front of his sweet Apple ][e.

When I was at my parents’ for Christmas, I spotted this picture of me posing in front of my sweet Apple ][e, and I knew it had to go on the blog. My best guess is that this was 1986, and I was ten years old. Note the digital watch and the Lacoste polo shirt.

five things

I’m a little hurt that neither of my readers have tagged me with the “five things” meme. I’ve been thinking of answers in anticipation of being tagged, but, sadly, no one has tagged me, so I guess I’ll just post five things you didn’t know about me unilaterally.

1. I lived in Norway as a young child. My family lived in Oslo for a few months for my father’s job. My dad installs and maintains early optical scanning equipment used in the financial services sector. In 1977, he was installing some cutting-edge equipment for some business in Norway. Now, he flies around the country keeping the same equipment alive for a few more quarters.

My only memories of Norway are prelinguistic. My mom says I was just beginning to speak when we left for Norway, and suddenly hearing Norwegian freaked me out. I remember intensely blue skies, a sunlit laundromat, and playing with Weeble-Wobbles in the grooves between cobblestones in the alley behind our building. I’ve never left the US since.

2. I got my Eagle Scout at 15, which is a relatively young age. Our parish church began life as a Catholic reform school in the early twentieth century and had been added on several times through the years. I took an unused courtyard between the sanctuary and the old school and turned it into a garden.

I spent a lot of time at church as a teenager. I worked as a groundskeeper during the summers, which was hard work, but I also had fun exloring the nooks and crannies of the old building. The old Vianney school had a basement and a sub-basedment, which was filled with old junk. If I smoked cigarettes then, it would have been a good place to smoke.

I also served in the religious rituals. I ran the soundboard during masses or rang the bells during the Eucharist. When the Bishop came to the parish, I had the job of holding his ceremonial crozier during mass.

3. I grew up in Tulsa, but I went to high school in a town of 5,000 people called Jenks. Jenks was pretty much what you would imagine a small town in Oklahoma to be like. (It’s since become an ugly suburb.) The world depicted in the TV series “Friday Night Lights” is much like the world of Jenks High School.

Although Jenks is a small town, Jenks High School is a pretty big school. My graduating class was just shy of five hundred people. At least half of the students came from affluent neighborhoods of Tulsa, and at 3pm the two-lane bridge to Tulsa would be backed up with students’ cars all the way to the high school parking lot. During my junior year, I went to the University of Tulsa at night, so I got out an hour early and missed the traffic. Other years I would have after-school activities or I would just hang out in the band room instead of sit in traffic.

There was quite a contrast between students from the town of Jenks and south Tulsa. I vividly remember some girl driving her new BMW convertible past an FFA kid washing his sheep in the alley.

4. I was involuntarily homeless for a few months after college. It was scary and painful.

5. I don’t have Internet access at home. Most of the time, I like it because it forces me to browse the web with some sense of purpose. It also makes me more aware of the internet as one media distribution system out of many and compartmentalizes my online life. If I think of something I want to look up when I’m at home, I write down search terms in BBEdit, and look them up when I’m at school.

Even though no one tagged me, I’ll tag Kati, Chuck, Pat, Mel, and whoever else who might be reading.

captured state of dishabille

I’m currently in Norman, and driving up to Tulsa tomorrow to spend Christmas with my parents and sister. I imagine posting will be light over the next week or so, as my parents lack access to teh Internets or even extended-basic cable. It’s a hostile place for a guy whose life revolves around TV and the Web. Instead, I imagine I’ll be reading those heavy things made of dead trees.

In the meantime, I’ll point you to this Ocean Drive Magazine profile of indie rock heartthrob Cat Power. Here’s an overly long snippet:

…the Chanel freebies have already started arriving. “I come from a long line of nothing,” Marshall says of her peripatetic Southern upbringing. “My great-grandmother was a cotton picker. I never could’ve imagined my feet inside a pair of fine Chanel boots.” It’s a shift she’s still adjusting to. As she prepares to head out for a late-night karaoke session, she begins running down her chic wardrobe—belt by Louis Vuitton, Hermès swimsuit doubling as a tank top—yet I’m confused by the identity of the design team responsible for her olive-green military-styled shirt.

“It’s from the Boy Scouts of America,” she repeats.

Is that a new hipster line, like Imitation of Christ?

Marshall looks puzzled: “No, it’s a Boy Scouts shirt! From the Salvation Army!” Her sneakers are, natch, from Kmart’s fall Anchor Bay collection.

Of course, it’s her voice that matters most…

linkdump for 2006.12.19

apps for your mac

The MacAppADay project will be giving away 5000 copies of OS X software each day in December. I’m not sure what the motive is behind the project, except perhaps to raise the profile of various shareware projects, but it can’t hurt to try out some new software. I imagine they users will hit the 5K limit early, so they’re offering bloggers to learn what software will be offered 12 hours before the unwashed masses if bloggers write a post about the project. I’m doing just that.

links for 2006-10-23

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