Tuesday, November 01, 2005


Back in the days when windows were washed and never crashed, back when pointing and clicking a mouse were about the two grossest things you can do, and back when yanking primitive control sticks to hit a white dot (vaguely resembling a pingpong ball) back and forth across the screen of your Radiowealth was the bleeding edge in computer games... yeah, back in those days, TV shows ruled.

They made you laugh. They made you cry. They made you an expert in guessing the price
of dishwashing soap. And they left behind soundtracks that rock.


Baby, if you've ever wondered, Wondered whatever became of me, I'm living on the
air in Cincinnati, Cincinnati, WKRP. Got kind of tired packing and unpacking,
Town to town and up and down the dial Maybe you and me were never meant to be,
But baby think of me once in awhile. I'm at WKRP in Cincinnati..



Come and knock on our doorWe've been waiting for youWhere the kisses are hers
and hers and hisThree's company, too!Come and dance on our floorTake a step that
is newWe've a loveable space that needs your face Three's company, too!You'll
see that life is a ball again andlaughter is callin' for youDown at our
rendezvous,Three's company, too!


CHEERS (Where Everybody Knows Your Name)

Making your way in the world today
everything you've got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure
would help
lot. Wouldn't you like to get away? Sometimes you want to
go Where
knows your name, and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be
where you can
see,our troubles are all the sameYou wanna be
where everybody
knows Your name.
You wanna go where people know, people
are all the same,
You wanna go where
knows your name



Ones and Zeroes

Nicholas Negroponte is a busy man. While not birthing whiz-bang stuff in MIT's iconic Media Lab, he spouts digital wisdom to the whole of geekdom via his column in Wired Magazine

And Negroponte, who is up there with World Wide Web creator Tim Berners-Lee and email inventor Ray Tomlinson (well whaddaya know, some dude actually woke up one morning and said "Today, I will invent email and will change the way people annoy each other with chain letters forever! bwahaha!") in the Olympus of Geek gods, has also managed to write a best seller some five years ago.

Let me repeat that. A full five years ago. Hmmm. Which means that in internet time, with Moore's Law and all doubling computing speed every 18 months, Negroponte's book should be just about as old as the Deuteronomy itself. Which is funny because I'm re-reading "Being Digital" after five years and my pulse is still racing like it did the first time I devoured the book. I can't help it. The man has this certain way of cutting down big concepts to bite size.

I mean, I'm probably the biggest math-idiot you are likely to meet. I wouldn't recognize a quadrinomial equation if it sank its fang on my neck. And yet this man Negroponte, thanks largely to his plain and understandable prose and a deep understanding of the binary thought, has inspired me to hit the books and go learn more about this whole business of "being digital." Which was really great -- except i all could think about were ones and zeroes for a whole freaking week.

In the chapter BITS AND ATOMS, he writes:

"The best way to appreciate the merits and consequences of being digital is to
reflect on the difference between bits and atoms. While we are undoubtedly
in an information age, most information is delivered to us in the form
of atoms: newspapers, magazines, and books (like this one). Our
economy may be moving toward an information economy, but we measure trade
and we write our balance sheets with atoms in mind. GATT is about atoms. I
recently visited the headquarters of one of America's top five integrated circuit manufacturers. I was asked to sign in and, in the process, was asked whether I had a laptop computer with me. Of course I did. The receptionist asked for the model and serial number and for its value. 'Roughly, between one and two million dollars," I
said. 'Oh, that cannot be, sir," she replied.'What do you mean? Let me see
it.' I showed her my old Power-Book and she estimated its value at $2,000. She
wrote down that amount and I was allowed to enter the premises. The point
isthat while the atoms were not worth that much, the bits were almost

So what did i do? I fired up my P2P client and got me a no-atom, bits only file of the book.