I’m a hoarder of Post-It notes. Forever grumbling as I rummage around the stationery cupboard for another pack whilst there are dozens secreted away around my desk.
As everyone obsesses, quite rightly, on important things like crunchy credit and the US election, here’s a beautiful office-stationery-related distraction that uses almost as many Post-Its as I’ve found on my desk. Ain’t it marvellous?
What happens when a hot new director makes a film, which turns into one of the 1990s’ most memorable ads, then turns his powers for good. Wassup? This. Brilliant.
If you’re like me, you’ll probably spend as much time tinkering with the layout and technical gubbins of your website, as you will writing for the site in the first place. This bad habit isn’t help in any way at all by the rather excellent Google Analytics service and worse still the desktop application which even saves the hassle of firing up a web browser.
Easy come, easy go. At least if you’re a newspaper pundit estimating Guy’s divorce earnings. Compare the front page of thelondonpaper and London Lite this week.
A while back, Danny, friend and long-time cricket partner – an unbroken run of five six years Twenty20 Cup finals – told me about his dream of creating a new type of music company.
Oh yeah, you’re a super-clever, behaviourally targeted leading e-commerce website, but basically you’re calling me a fat geek. To my face. Nice.
Check out the homepage below, which greeted me when I cruised past the Amazon website the other day. O’Reilly books, donut maker and a chocolate fountain.
A strange thing happened in London tonight. Strange, but good.
I spend all day glued to a laptop, much of it browser-based. Not many advertisers manage to cut through the clutter with an ad that grabs the eye, holds the attention and gets the message across. And how rare is that?
I store special hatred for those annoying rich media ads. You know the ones, an accidental scroll of the mouse across their annoying hot spots and they expand over the content you originally wanted to see. If they have an X to close the ad, it’s near-impossible to see or is so small you the steady hand of brain surgeon to close the damn thing.
[Warning: For those not of a technical bent, what follows will be as dull as the dullest, tepid dishwater you can imagine, so probably better to venture to something more interesting.]
If you’re not familiar with the annual mass geekery that is South by South West Interactive or SXSWi to its friends, you may be more familiar its big brother, the huge music festival which takes over Austin, Texas.
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