From a photo-graphic of various hand signals the maitre d’ at New York’s Eleven Madison Park uses to signal the waiters.
Meaning: “You are a dickhead”
Used in: United Kingdom
Bring the fingers and thumb together as if holding a phallus near the forehead.
From Romana Lefevre’s Rude Hand Gestures of the World, with photographs by Daniel Castro, The Atlantic put together a handy clutch of rude gestures to carry with you wherever you go.
It’s not clear how many klutzes want to notify their insurers that a doctor visit was a W22.02XA, “walked into lamppost, initial encounter” (or, for that matter, a W22.02XD, “walked into lamppost, subsequent encounter”).
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Click to enlarge. (thanks, Rich)
How are you? I am fine. I have a couple of queries, so back the hell off with the auto-fill answers for right now, okay?
So, seriously, how do you know so much? If I could access useless information as quickly as you do, I would get totally laid. Lightning-quick responses to trivia questions are an absolute panty-dropper—everybody understands that women can’t resist a guy who can do that.
2. Miller Light can sit in the garage safely until the next storm.
Aaron Swartz lays it out clearly, it’s about user experience:
Now part of the joke is that Google seems to be using it rather loosely. If you look at their examples of evil deeds, they seem rather mundane compared to cackling supervillains and mass murderers. They specifically name three: only showing relevant ads, not using pop-ups or other annoying gimmicks, and not selling actual search results.
Hardly the stuff of comic books. But what do these three have in common? They’re all instances of refusing to make things worse for your users in order to make more money. Perhaps that still seems like a mundane conception of evil, but I think it gets at something important. Evil isn’t just about doing terrible things — it’s about doing terrible things for bad reasons. The evil villain cackles and brags about how they’re on the side of evil — they explicitly oppose doing good. And this definition of evil is all about that: if you’re working against your own users, you must have crossed the line and joined the other side.
Via Alan Phelan, who wrote: 21.40 Matthew Moore, the Telegraph’s assistant news editor, filmed this extraordinary speech by a fearless West Indian woman in Hackney, East London. Contains obscene language.
In fact, so much artifice and foam rubber is often used to create the sexually alluring woman that it’s sometimes difficult to know where the lady ends and the foam rubber begins.
Via dangerous minds by way of Roger Ebert.
Graphic designer and creative coder Frederic Brodbeck has analyzed movies to create a visual “fingerprint” for them, analyzing information such as editing structure, color, speech or motion and transforming them into graphic representations that can be compared side by side.
This has always been my approach. I see little point in filling my mind with meaningless facts. It sometimes plays out in odd ways, though. I’ll get the same question repeatedly in a crossword puzzle, and each time I won’t remember it–I have to work around it to learn the answer (again). I don’t see this as inefficient, though. My many years in libraries have shown me that access to information is key, not ownership of it. I’m convinced that this practice on my part is why I seem able to do so much mental work in a concentrated period of time. My mind is free to do what it does best, without having to navigate a bunch of obstacles.
None of this is to say that there isn’t much knowledge that we should hold to. It just has to be relevant to something of importance in your life. Like my ability to quote Beavis & Butthead. That’s important.
Show us your desktop.
Mule Design Studio compares Twitter and Google+ designs.
Oh, and I was bored so I wanted to rank the different clusterflock categories in order of frequency, and see how “boners” stacked up. I learned a whole lot about Excel’s ranking function (in particular how to work around its frustratingly unorthodox method of ranking ties) as well as a new cure for boredom. I won’t list all 219 categories, but here are the top-five rankings for the most and least frequently used categories as of this post:
1st – uncategorized (1789)
2nd – video (1650)
3rd – music (1631)
4th – history (1528)
5th – photography (1523)
1st – 3-way tie between boogers, fish poop, and honk (2)
2nd – 2-way tie between sleep and tits (4)
3rd – watercolour (7)
4th – 2-way tie between clusterflock book club and Meet the Apostles (9)
5th – illustration (11)
FYI: boners came in 120th out of 177 (tagged 133 times)
(via I’m sorry I forgot)
Thanks to Paul B., who says, “Don’t ask me about the biology. And remember, 1971 really occurred in the late ’60s. Downside: No music credits.”
123, 124, 126, 128 129 backers. 52 hours to go.
Touching and, at times, hilarious, these keyword maps by R. Luke Dubois associate each town with the terms most often used by locals to describe themselves and their desired partners on their online dating profiles. Dubois joined 21 dating websites and analyzed the language used in 21 million profiles to come up with the data, which was then displayed on maps. Chicagoans say things like “prankster”, “pizza”, “smoker” and “synagogue” while Central Texans are all about “churches”, “boundaries”, “barbecue” and “Madonna” – the latter presumably referring to the Virgin, not the pop star.
This is a flaming brilliant concept for an exhibition. (It’s based on a recently published book.) At the Morgan Library & Museum through October 2, 2011. Drawn from the Smithsonian Institution’s Archives of American Art.
The more you study the Morgan exhibition, the more you realize that lists are everywhere, and that list making is an essential human activity — a way not just of keeping track but also of imposing order on what would otherwise be chaos. Your address book, a restaurant menu, the instructions on the MetroCard machine, prescription-drug ads spelling out possible side effects: they’re all lists. So are those annoying thoughts at the back of your head reminding you that you have books overdue at the library and still haven’t sent a thank-you note to Aunt Gert. Artists are no different, no less preoccupied with keeping track, though most of them have better handwriting than the rest of us, and their lists tend to be a little neater.
Find a Lady, Email her. Have Fun with Her Tonight!
I’m only a couple chapters into James Gleick’s The Information, but already it deserves a recommendation. It is both a straightforward history of the transformation toward information culture and a poetic and metaphorical exploration of it. I could give dozens of examples — the chapter on the talking drums of Africa comes to mind — but if the subject of how we came to transform ourselves into thought is interesting to you, you will want the pleasure of unfurling it for yourself.
Previously on clusterflock: