Strong But Weak
He would flip on something so fast that you would forget that he was the one taking the 180-degree polar [opposite] position the day before.
—Tim Cook on Steve Jobs, taken from The Icarus Deception by Seth Godin
Not Circles
You Can’t Do It Alone
My latest essay is up at Stemmings:
Mothers and Fathers of Inventions. Mad Scientists. Innovators. We always hear about the lone wolves, but rarely do they act alone.
Check it out.
Naked City
My Shit
Dustin Curtis on using “your” versus “my” in user interfaces:
After thinking about this stuff for a very long time, I’ve settled pretty firmly in the camp of thinking that interfaces should mimic social creatures, that they should have personalities, and that I should be communicating with the interface rather than the interface being an extension of myself. Tools have almost always been physical objects that are manipulated tactually. Interfaces are much more abstract, and much more intelligent; they far more closely resemble social interactions than physical tools.
The answer for me, then, is that you’re having a conversation with the interface. It’s “Your stuff.”
It’s funny how subjective this stuff is.
For me, I’m on the opposite side of the coin as Curtis. As he mentions in his post, because I think of my device as an extension of myself, “my” is the most appropriate modifier to use within applications and settings on my devices.
“Your” seems foreign.
Think about how invasive it feels when someone inadvertently grabs your phone at a party thinking it’s their’s and starts rummaging though it. “That’s my phone!” is the first thought in your head.
Dustin is wrong.
Is’s My Stuff.
Mediocrity
via swissmiss
I Don’t Want To Go
via Zeldman
Don’t
I was recently asked by the founder of Stemmings, Daniel Feeney, to contribute an essay.
I decided to write about 3 things designers need to not do to find work and build a portfolio: Wait, Ask For Permission and Stop. I also designed the cover image for my essay.
Check it out.
It’s Time
Dinosaur Bones
A Requirement
Pulled from Everything Is a Remix
It’s Easy
taken from the poem, the suburban prophets (for R.D.D.) (c. 1960?), by d.a. levy
Log In
Grammarist schools us on the difference between login and log in.
Might be obvious to many, but I see them used incorrectly all the time.