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Sunday, May 2, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Even Asking a Girl to Prom Has Become Digitized!

Friday, April 30, 2010
Man who found — and sold — the missing iPhone UNMASKED
Thu Apr 29, 7:50 pm ET
Twenty-one-year-old Redwood City, California, resident Brian J. Hogan, the man identified by Wired.com as the guy who found — and later sold — Apple's missing iPhone in a bar last month, has a message for Apple, the engineer who originally lost the precious gadget, and the tech world at large: Sorry about that.
Following a trail of "clues" on social-networking sites and confirming his ID with a source "involved in the iPhone find," Wired named Hogan on Thursday as the bar patron who made off with Apple's top-secret iPhone prototype and then sold it to Gizmodo for $5,000 after an Apple software engineer left the precious phone on a bar stool.
Up until now, Hogan's identity has been a mystery to the public, but the 21-year-old college student (or at least, he was a college student as of 2008) may have sensed that he was in trouble after all the hoopla over Gizmodo's gigantic iPhone scoop last week and the subsequent fallout, including a raid on Gizmodo editor Jason Chen's house by San Mateo sheriff's deputies armed with a search warrant.
Hogan has now lawyered up, and in a statement released through his attorney, the young man says he "regrets his mistake in not doing more to return the phone," and that he thought his $5,000 deal with Gizmodo was only "so that they could review the phone," Wired reports.
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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Joystick Extravaganza!
First the software. The unit is great is this respect. The games are true to the originals, and the front end to choose the 12 games is made in a nice matching style. Great thing is this games stores highscores, where most original cabinets lost these when the games were powered off. One of the best ways to gain a legal working PCB with the (almost) original arcade games!
Then the hardware. The toy is a great upgrade from the first pacman and ms pacman toy. The stick is more solid and the buttons look real. But there is one big mistake. The joystick must be on the left, and the fire buttons on the right! And those buttons are too stiff. So forget beating any Galaga high score on this. Firing the bullets will kill your left arm. It needs right arm muscles and good training to score reasonable. So the best thing to do with this toy is buy a real arcade joystick, 3 real arcade buttons, built yourself a nice stand up arcade cabinet, grab an old TV and put the things together with this toys PCB in the cab. Then this toy really becomes legendary!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Dear Chicago, Nite Nite...
Dear Chicago, from Mess HallMy darling Chicago, you are the city of my dreams, but, as both you and I know, you have a lot of room for improvement. I mean, I do, too - I'm not one of those spaces that's going to sit here in judgment of you and insult you over dinner. But so many people have used and abused you.
The things you've given away for free: your public spaces, your generous moments, your research labs and archives, your libraries and moments of rest - all are fading, few and far between. Chicago, I love these gifts, and I want to see more of you through them!
Why do you give these special moments to commerce? Why must I wade through tired missives from snake oil peddlers, when I'm only craving to hear you huskily whisper “Urbs in Horto, Sweetheart,” in my ear?
Chicago, I remember some of your past suitors. I was in love with them, too - the nomadic Culture in Action series which sprung that ghost neighbor to me, Flood (from those people in Haha); the risky and exciting space that excised its pigeons and became Axe Street Arena; the intimidating force that was Randolph Street Gallery. The ever-changing histories of the Experimental Station and the Resource Center keep my gait strong and my head high, too.
I'm running in place trying to catch up with all your memories of the other love letters that have soaked that space in your heart where places like me clamor for attention. There were many before me and hopefully many will come after. Chicago, I hope you feel like I do - that love and culture are not bound to economies of starvation but always push forward abundance.
I try to appeal to many sides of you-the loud music enthusiast, the budding amateur teenage chef, the workshop junkie, those who crave quiet moments, those who crave social conflux. I try to mirror the place in your heart that you've allowed me to stay in: the RP, as I call it.
Rogers Park has been a great place for me - four blocks west of your vast ocean of a lake, right next door to a blistering highway of your public transport, down the street from many other spaces and places that love you like I do.
This is what I offer you: unlimited moments of social experimentation. Free sharing of skills and resources. Exhibitions of projects, research, and work. Listening. Eating. Discussing.
I know there's no way I can give you everything you want every moment of the day. But please: hang out with me every once in a while. Check out my date book. It's full of events that have nothing to do with each other and have everything in common all at once. It's full of moments that mean something to me and my keyholders-moments that I hope are meaningful and wonderful for you, too.
I remain your
Mess Hall
P.S. I'm a storefront space in the Rogers Park neighborhood just southwest of the Morse stop on the Red Line. My keyholders have included Ava Bromberg , Brett Bloom , Dan S. Wang, Marc Fischer, Mike Wolf, Jane Palmer, Marianne Fairbanks, Sam Baldwin Gould, and Salem Collo-Julin - of which the latter transcribed this note from my wheezy dictation. I've hosted events ranging from two-hour investigations of personal record collections, trading and barter days, and potluck brunches, to overviews of projects in the worlds of mapping, walking, food technology, and sound. Alan Goldberg, my landlord, accepts a tiny rent fee from my keyholders in exchange for having something like me in his building. My keyholders offer every event free of charge to the public, in the spirit of Alan's arrangement. You can meet me at 6932 North Glenwood Avenue, in the city of my dreams, or athttp://www.messhall.org .
