Psyches and Schedules
Over the last two weeks, I’ve altered my schedule in a very simple way: on most days, I get up earlier and go to bed earlier.
At one point, I was a morning person. Sleeping 'til 8 or later was a rare treat; most days, I got up at 6:05 AM sharp. For the first two years I was in college, I made the radical change of getting up at 7 instead of 6, but otherwise kept the same schedule. In my last two years of college, though, I fell apart. Most college students sleep from about 2 AM—10 AM, and if…
Maps and Simplicity
Recently, on reddit, someone linked to a map of the US interstate system laid out “subway style.” Rather than including all the geographical features of the United States, the artist opted to realign everything on a relatively simple aligned grid, emphasizing the purpose of the system (“get me from here to there”) rather than the implementation (“via this bridge over this river, using this exit by this town”). The artist himself complains tongue-in-cheek about the complexity of the existing…
I'll See You in Hell, Pachelbel
I hadn’t even heard of Rob Paravonian until over the weekend, when I went
with a friend of mine to wander around Duke, but I’ve become an immediate fan.
Anyone who’s ever played classical music has developed an intense loathing for
Pachelbel’s Canon in D. The song is highly repetitive, playing the same melody
over and over, in a giant, musical circle of pain, with only the most miniscule
changes over its multitudinous repetitions. It’s like a three-year-old’s take
on Bolero. Combine that with…
The Where's-My-Subway-Pass Diet
I have discovered a new, guaranteed way to lose weight fast: lose your unlimited MetroCard. Last week, on my way home, I accidentally dropped mine at some point, likely because my ski jacket has a hole in the left-hand pocket (which unfortunately I didn’t know at the time). As a result, I’ve been walking to work every day—a trek that comes in at an even six miles a day round-trip. The downside is that I have to get up considerably earlier—my commute suddenly takes 50 minutes instead of 15—but…
WWDC Monday: Meeting the Savior
Amazingly, the woman at registration was right. I fell onto the floor got up at 5:30 AM, groggily showered, grabbed a bagel and some OJ at a patisserie that was apparently run by the bitter sister of Soup Nazi, was politely asked for “loose” change about forty-two times by people who admittedly looked like they probably needed it, and then went to Moscone to find a line that already arced its way around the convention center.
Apple let us approach the Presidio in steps. First, at seven, they…
WWDC Sunday: Preparing to Wait
Today was…long. The fun started when I got a call at 7:20 AM reminding me that my car was coming at 8. For some reason, I’d had in my head it was coming at nine, and so decided that I’d wake up at about 7:30, spend 45 minutes packing, take a quick shower, and be ready to go. Instead, I pretty much literally just dumped a wad of clothes into a suitcase, jumped into the shower, and proved that you can easily run with a 35-pound suitcase if you have enough adrenaline and don’t really care about…
IMDB: Idiot-Manipulated Database
Good news: Benjamin Pollack is now listed as starring in Aardvark’d.
Bad news: Banjamin Pollack is still listed, too.
Great News: I apparently have been a writer, producer, and editor.
The Filmography of Banjamin Pollack
I have always had a hate-hate love-hate relationship with the media, particularly when I’m in them. On the one hand, it’s cool being in front of that many people, but on the other hand, the media’s success in actually quoting what I say and getting my name right has been fairly abysmal.
One of my first TV appearances, for example, was made when WISH-TV, a local CBS affiliate, showed up at school one day and wanted to interview me and two classmates for our work on the Legacy Initiative, a…
Getting an Apartment in New York
There are lots of things to love about New York, but I’d like to think that even the most diehard New Yorker would admit that the housing situation is as easy to decipher as a message sent by an Enigma machine in Sanskrit, and about as pleasant to deal with a hungry Reaver.
In recent days, I’ve been in a fight with various New York agencies as I try desperately to get permission to give them a ton of money. You see, I’m trying to rent an apartment on the Upper West Side directly adjacent to…
Gearing Up
After a semester of virtually no coding, I’m preparing to return to New York to
do more work for Fog Creek on
Fog Creek Copilot. This will be the first time in my
career that I’m returning to a codebase that I haven’t seen in a bit over a
year.
In some ways, this is very exciting. Knowing that something I put so much time
and effort into has proven to be truly useful to a large number of people is
extraordinarily gratifying, and getting a fresh chance to fix all the little
things that I ran out…