I posted earlier about the Hyperlinked Society collection, made up of a bunch of essays on the role of hyperlinks, um, in society. Just found out via a tweat from one of its co-editors that it’s available in a searchable, linkable form here. Pretty cool if you ask me!
Was going to try to pick up at least a little “tourist Danish” for the upcoming trip to Copenhagen. Perhaps not…
So you may have noted that Mattel is getting a little bit of guff over their Dom Barbie, to add on to the general problem of the doll’s body mold. On the other hand, Barbie is breaking gender stereotypes with the “I can be” career series. Who knew women could be baby doctors or art teachers?
But where is Big Law Barbie? Mattel says that kids don’t care about their mothers’ legal careers, but I find that hard to believe. So, I introduce to you “Big Law Barbie,” who can defend against mass torts while baking massive tortes.
Big Law Barbie comes with a briefcase (wound up being too big for the box), that when squeezed, says “Ouch! That glass ceiling really hurts.” There’s a video up on flickr, along with various shots. Below is the back of the box, for more details.
I’ll be on the Kojo Nnamdi show at noon today, talking about the effect of the internet and search engines on the production and distribution of knowledge, along with Nicholas Carr, James Evans, and Erika Linke. If you are local in DC, or you are listening online, call up and bug us. Or, if you missed it, they archive the show at their site.
7:30am in the Halavais household, light seeps in through the soupy July morning air.
Jamie: Good morning, Darling Husband!
Alex: Grumble… mrf. Why are we up?
Jamie: What day is it?
Alex: Monday?
Jamie: Yes, but what Monday?
Alex: Too-early-in-the-morning Monday?
Jamie: Today’s the 21st, your birthday!
Alex: It is? Cool! What am I getting this year?
Jamie: [Dramatically indicates her own personage.]
Alex: Um. didn’t I get that last year?
Jamie: Notice anything… different.
Alex: Well, I’ve been meaning to say, you’ve been really packing on the pounds lately…
Jamie: How old are you again?
[A subtly cruel question, since she knows he hasn’t been able to keep track for about a decade.]
Alex: I’m gonna be 40.
[A graceful allusion to pop culture that nonetheless dates him.]
Jamie: Well, we’re off to the hospital for pictures.
Alex: What, have you been listening to the Vapors?
[A less graceful, overly obscure, yet still out-of-date pop culture reference.]
Jamie: I’m sure you’ll figure everything out eventually…
Our first child is due on December 8 of this year. I’m furiously reading various parenting books and trying to figure out who I’ll need to knock off to get him into a decent pre-school on the Upper West Side.
Don’t worry, this blog will remain unfocused, intermittent, and boring. But soon, with more baby!
(The sonograms are in order: April 22, May 6, May 22, July 21, and many more are over at flickr.)
This is awesome: redeeming not only (as Boing Gadgets notes) Feist from repetitive iPod commercials, but Sesame Street from small red monsters that start with the letter E.