Month: November 2001

A brief definition of satisfaction? Being the forgetting to buy a lottery ticket and not minding afterwards – as if your future happiness did not (for one moment) seem to rest on a desperate denial of probability…

Play for yourself. Follow this link and then fiddle around with the URL. [Phil Rules]

Ageless is an interesting site that I will be sure to enter as soon as I have completed my complete absence of redesign.

Does the BBC search engine take up too much screen real estate with User Interface stuff? Compare and contrast… Searching for ‘pop’ on Radio One: bbc(i)’s live version, tom coates’ mocked-up alternative… Searching for ‘buffy’ on Cult: bbc(i)’s live version, tom coates’ mocked-up alternative…

It’s all change at the BBC in terms of look and feel and structure and IA and stuff. Everywhere’s affected – BBC films for one has been significantly improved…

Oh Jason… Oh Jason, no! I can’t believe you’d sell your integrity for an iBook! More importantly, I already agreed to sell mine for an Apple lap-top over a year ago! And did I get any offers? No!

It’s so unfair – I may not have the reputation, and admittedly my integrity is pretty much shot right through already. But I’ll beg! I’ll have myself tattooed! I’ll be Steve Job’s personal bitch. I don’t care! I tell you, if someone sponsors Jason, I’ll be around his house every twenty minutes demanding a turn. At least 1/45th of that computer will be mine by rights, I tell you.

Let’s review: I don’t get as much traffic as kottke.org, I’m mostly read by dodgy homosexuals, diseased ex-aesthetes and the socially challenged and I only very occasionally appear in the press (and normally for the wrong reasons). But since when has reward been commensurate with talent! Many untalented people get really cool shit. Why can’t I!? The campaign starts here – reward pointless people for no reason. Talent is an oppressive capitalist notion that we must eradicate from the planet.

If you are a representative of Apple and wish to get in touch with me to say how little I deserve the iBook, but how you’re going to give me one anyway, because I’m really such a sweet and cheeky chappy, then my e-mail address is tom@plasticbag.org.

An absolutely stunning piece of Flash work.

Ok, so I did the bloody blogaholic quiz, and while I was still offended by the word blogaholic (what – pray tell – is this substance “Blogahol”) I quite enjoyed it. More to the point, it said nice things about me. Apparently I score 60/100 – which makes me: “A dedicated weblogger. You post frequently because you enjoy weblogging a lot, yet you still manage to have a social life. You’re the best kind of weblogger. Way to go!”

Bit of a heavy post that one, so let’s compensate with something completely infantile – how tiny ancient people made a Stonehenge out of tampons…