There are two movements now.
There are the people who run through the streets, grabbing all they can.
People who don’t believe in anything but the end of the world.
Then there’s the other movement.
Farmers going out to milk their cows, soldiers reporting for duty.
Those who believe that life will go on somehow…
… or just don’t know what else to do.
They concentrate on the things that are important to them.
All the things beyond fat and flour.

Kill Hollywood. ‘Skill level: Asian’ needed.

Tango neutralised.

Python uses whitespace indentation, rather than curly braces or keywords, to delimit blocks (a feature also known as the off-side rule).

Rob Griffiths:

I dreamt I was a programmer, and the boss sat right next to me. Because I can’t code, I typed gibberish all day, but properly indented it.

Mr. Fitzgerald:

Life’s a mess, dude, but we’re all just doing the best we can, you know. So, if I hurt you or if I lied to you, all I can tell you is I’m sorry, and I will try to do better. Maybe I will do better or maybe I’ll do even worse. I don’t know. I screw up all the time because that’s what people do, you know?

Jeff, Who Lives at Home:

It’s funny. The first time you watch it, it’s hard to understand what it’s about. It just sort of meanders. And then, everything comes together in this one perfect moment at the end. And when you watch it a second or a third or a fourth time, you start to see that all of this randomness is leading towards a perfect moment.

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

The Best of Times. Magic Doors. MovieScreens. Pour More Oil. The Brothel. Bohemian Rhapsody. Chimera. Winter Drips From Trees. The Buildings, Then the Trees.

#Perfect

Pretty Little Liars - 90210. True Blood - Gossip Girl. Friday Night Lights - Life Unexpected.

Community, Cougar Town, Heroes.

It’s Kind of a Funny Story.

John Siracusa’s 40,000–word Mac OS X 10.7 Lion: the Ars Technica review:

• Launchpad: If you don’t understand how typing the name of an application into a search box can be so much more difficult than clicking an icon in the Dock, I suggest that you have not spent enough time with novice users. Such users often don’t even know the name of the application they want—or if they do, they don’t know how to spell it.

• Process model: “It doesn’t matter if an application is running or not. You shouldn’t care. Stop thinking about it.”

• Internals: If this is your first time reading an Ars Technica review of Mac OS X and you’ve made it this far, be warned: this section will be even more esoteric than the ones you’ve already read.

• File System: What does Apple say to the god of file system death? “Not today.”

You’re a star.