Posts in "Joys’R’Us"

I for one Welcome Our Algorithmic Overlords

Not too long ago, before image macros and reaction videos roamed the planet, human beings created mix-tapes to express complicated feelings or share their favorite songs with family and friends. These custom compilations of songs were recorded on primitive storage media called “cassettes”, small plastic shells filled with two spools of magnetic thread constantly on the… Continue reading

Als das Internet noch Unsozial war

Weißt du noch, wie es damals war? Als die meisten Webseiten noch öden Orten glichen, auf die man oft nur durch Zufall stieß — arglos zusammengezimmerte Codegeflechte, die irgendwo in der digitalen Wildnis darauf warteten, sich ruckartig auf flimmernden Bildschirmen zusammenzusetzen, Pixel für Pixel für Pixel. Weit vor der atemlosen Hast des Ständig Neuen, dem… Continue reading

Sampling the Interwebs: A Serendipitous Travelogue

Over the weekend I was indulging in nostalgic drum and bass reveries. Brought on by the delivery of our government prescribed gas masks — different story — whose packaging reminded me of the Breakbeat Era cover, I went on a three day serendipity spree. Here are some of the links and tokens of this journey. Curious… Continue reading

Dish of the Day

Started using a timer recently to hunt down the procrastination gremlins. It works well. Too well, almost. Been working less hours and getting ridiculous amounts of stuff done. Already on Wednesday I had the whole week behind me. It’s like time-traveling, man! — erm, maybe not. So, got a new book out, paperback and ebook,… Continue reading

Writing and Blogging

These days my weeks are filled with manuscript writing, proof reading, editing, formatting and everything else that follows. While it’s very satisfying to immerse myself in longer projects that take many months to complete, I’ve also rediscovered the fun in blogging, the refreshment of forming an idea within one or three days and publishing it… Continue reading

Die Parallelwelt des Krieges

Als ich das erste Mal mit jungen Jahren Bilder von Jerusalem im Fernsehen sah, war ich überrascht. Da waren Straßen zu sehen, asphaltiert wie in Deutschland, und die Menschen trugen Jeans und Tshirts. Ich hörte Sirenen, sah brennende Autos und Frauen mit schmerzverzerrten Gesichtern. Jerusalem, das war für mich ein Wort, das ich nur aus… Continue reading

The Poetry Of Pixels

As someone who grew up with early computer games I’m very well aware of the stigma surrounding this … past-time? Procrastination device? art form? And it’s true, many computer games are like Facebook: you play them but you’re not too proud of it (or they’re the equivalent of a bachelor’s degree). Once in a while… Continue reading