johnke.meI use nvAlt (synced with SimpleNote) all over the place, from storing little code snippets to keeping track of ideas and lists over time. Brett Terpstra has come up with a great idea for linking notes with individual people in your address book. Love this.
This post shows why Come Here To me is, by a huge margin, my favourite Irish blog.
I was saying to my missus on Saturday about how I was really sad that I was living away from Ireland for the entirely lifespan of the Lighthouse Cinema in Smithfield. Now it’s Monday and they’re announcing that it’s being re-opened!
So let’s see if I can use my new power for good: I am also really sad that Rubicon and Terriers were cancelled.
I really like Kat Dennings as an actress and was really happy to hear she had landed the lead in a sitcom. But holy shit, 2 Broke Girls is unwatchable. I think they only hired an actual Asian to play the Asian character because they couldn’t hire Mickey Rooney from Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
Speaking of Alien, Mubi is hosting a fantastic assessment of all the little things that make that film so great. Love this line: “Even the design concept behind Saul Bass’ (uncredited) opening titles transforms the viewer’s initial perceptions of something seemingly benign into an understanding of a thing that is concretely threatening.”
Guess what film I’ll be watching tomorrow?
I have spent an embarrassing amount of time and almost crippled myself trying to contort my fingers into a shape that sounds like a passable version of the first chord of A Hard Day’s Night. Couldn’t figure it out. Randy Bachman has the answer, and it’s beautiful.
On the one hand, this is incredibly sad news - the end of an era. But on the other hand, I’m excited to see what he can do with “smaller games”.
If you’re as baffled by the whole Lana Del Rey as I am, this is a good place to start. I just wish the author had expanded it a bit more - five lengthy paragraphs about the ways in which people are hating her, barely a mention of why.
As a follow-up to the previous post, Bitch magazine asks if having the woman play the predatory role in the song makes it less date-rapey.
I’m going with “no”. This song is inherently sketchy, no matter what way you spin it.
It’s encouraging to see a profile of the director of Ico and Shadow of the Colossus in The New Yorker.