Saturday, April 25, 2009

I'm On A Boat

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The Seed - Johnny Kelly

Just saw this and dug how neatly he combined the digital illustration / animation with paper folding and stop motion. Really fun. Great aesthetic. I had to share. You can see more videos by Johnny Kelly at his Vimeo page or at the portfolio site he shares with his brother Mickey.

What Do the Dogs Know?

Just now, what seemed like 10 dogs all loudly voiced their concerns in unison. Some barked, some whined, and some hound dog howled.

Maybe they're just singing, but maybe not. It's like how horses know an earthquake is coming. If, in a few moments, Montana earth opens up and sucks me in, those dogs called it.

Also interesting: My pup just slept through it. Keep an eye out for this possible future post: "Sammy P, the Ultimate Saboteur."

Friday, April 17, 2009

Readability - like drinkability but not for complete idiots

I've been meaning to post about this for a while. As a designer sometimes I'll find myself so frustrated by the messy ad covered layout of a website that I won't read an article. I found a fairly simply solution to this problem, Readability. Readability takes the body of the article you want to read and presents it to you in a simple format without all the b.s. around it. All you have to do is click your Readability bookmark when you find yourself on one of those sloppy pages.

Here's an example, you can turn this:Into this:
I may have been lazy in using the NYTimes as my example, being that they are cleaner than a lot of other news websites but you should get the idea. You can customize the look of the cleaned up version (font and size, margin width, etc.) before you create your bookmark and boom you are ready to roll. Check it out here.

What happened to TMT?

Yes, we know, it's been a while since we posted regularly. We've had a lot going on (work, puppy, visiting family) but we're making a vow to come back better than ever. Stay tuned and be ready for ROCK!

Friday, April 10, 2009

Please Ignore My Articulate Phrasing (Fishdicks)

The only thing better than Kanye's blog posts are the comments on Kanye's blog posts. Though Ye writes pretty clearly, his fan response is consistently hobonkers. Case in point: Re South Park's spanking...

My favorite nugget: "Confidence and how the media portrays you to be."

Playing with a puppy makes me say the strangest things

Sometimes while I'm playing with Sammy, the wonderful pup mentioned in the previous post and pictured above, I'll start talking to him. It's always just my way of praising him when he is doing something good but sometimes it can get weird. It usually begins with things like, You are such a good boy. Then it becomes, You love to play with (this or that toy). Sometimes I start to get on a roll and say different combination or other variations. Today I found myself saying I'm going to play you up and, probably the best one of the day, You're such a little playboy.

Monday, April 6, 2009

My husband thinks I'm a monster

This morning, when I took our new puppy, Sam Pancake, out for a scamper, he ran under my Ugg and I kicked him. He winced and I felt horrible, but he was back hopping again in no time.

When I told AP that I'd kicked our puppy, he asked, "Purposefully?"
He wasn't being sarcastic.

What's that about? Do you guys think I would maliciously kick
this breakfast bite?


I'd like to talk about TLC's "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant," which began as a documentary, but has, from what I gather, turned into an entire series about women who found out they were pregnant when they were giving birth.

I Didn't Know that there were so many of these cases. But the program goes to show that a diverse group of women (professionals, rockers, sluts) fall victim to
surprise babies, and it does so utilizing reenactment.

Last night, one story, reenacted:

After months of stomach distress which she chalked up to some kind of horrible gas, a woman was sitting on the toilet. Her husband, who was in the bathroom with her (!) as she pushed out what she thought was a massive BM, knew something wasn't right.

"Baby, are you all right?"

"I have to push."

Needless to say, it was not a poop.