Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Thing 21

Well, I tried Gather. A website for MPR members is the way they bill themselves. Adults! Great! The trouble is that I already have a real-world (as opposed to a virtual) social network. I'm maxed out. I don't really want any more online friends. I have a hard enough time keeping up with the people I know in real life.
For people my age, the Internet is a great social tool for strengthening and maintaining the ties we formed at an earlier stage in life. When I think of increasing the volume of those ties (more emails, more "responding," more kids' names to remember, anniversaries to congratulate) I feel mostly fatigued.
Well on my way to achieving the curmudgeon status I've always aspired to, I guess.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Tning 20B

One week on Facebook and I've already become a snob about MySpace.com. Inferior in all respects, it seems to me. I gave it a fair shot. Tried my long-lost relative search, tried to find a group I wanted to join. (No luck in that respect, particularly. What do I have in common with a member who regards the keywords "jane austen" as a tag for an indie rock band?)
Must be the ivy tower connection. (Back in the dim, dark past, "facebook" was the name for the freshman picture galleries that male undergrads used to pore over, checking out the incoming 'talent' from a purely carnal viewpoint.)

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Thing 20 Part II

October 23, 2008

To my amazement, when I checked my facebook account a week later (as per instructions), I found that two people had asked to be my friends (or whatever the formula is). Who knew that middle-aged people use Facebook?

Even more interesting was that I found a hitherto completely unknown family that bears my (most unusual) Russian-Jewish maiden name. The really interesting part is that the family is African-American and they live in Arkansas! Will wonders never cease? Perhaps there's more to modern technology than I had imagined.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Thing 20 Facebook

Well, now I'm a Facebook member. To my delight, I found one of my younger acquaintances online. The redoubtable Andy Granger has a complete, fully decorated facebook page (if that's what it's called.) He had posted his latest news --dental surgery a few hours ago. I hope I shocked him by turning up unexpectedly in a stronghold of youth like Facebook.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Thing 19 Podcasts

I've finally come into my own with these last two things. Finally, a Thing that I know fairly well.! Thanks to my iPod and my indefatigable exercise walking regime, I am an enthusiastic (and omniverous) consumer of podcasts from Public Radio. I've been known to turn off the radio during favored broadcasts like "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me" and "This American Life" so as not spoil them for later podcast enjoyment during my daily walk.
While I generally download my podcasts automatically (and, for free) from the iTunes website, I didn't realize that there were other sites like podcast.com and podcast.net. I'd like to compare offerings between the various sites, but I'll have to do it on my home computer, since the library's machines don't have iTunes software loaded.

Thing 18 You Tube

At last, something I know about and use. However, I've never posted a video clip to my blog (or to anything else, for that matter).

The YouTube gem I chose is from Jacqus Tati's superlative 1949 film, Jour de Fete, but I selected it for strictly serendipitous reasons. While I was working on Thing 18, a patron walked up and asked for Jacques Tati films. I recognized a fellow enthusiast and began describing Jour de Fete, which I last saw projected against a sheet in a student film venue in Den Haag 30 years ago while I was living in the Netherlands. He'd never heard of it, and we could find no evidence that it had ever been released in an American format DVD. Well, what was YouTube meant for it if not moments like this?

Sure enough, YouTube had three separate clips from the film--although not, alas, the most wonderful scene of all. That would be the "training film" shown to the Tati and his fellow postmen, in order to teach them how to deliver the mail "a l'americaine" using the "methode atomique." Giant mushroom clouds punctuate the latest in postal technology. It sounds horrible from a 21st anti-nuclear p.o.v, but in terms of the film, it was gentle French raillerie at the expense of the American efficiency. The print I saw contained was black & white, but someone had carefully hand colored all the French tricolor flags (the "jour de fete" in question is Bastille Day, after). Purely lovely.


Thursday, October 9, 2008

Thing 17 Page Composer

I quite liked the Ebsco productivity tools, or at least I liked the theory of them. In reality, I had some troubles setting up a website with the photos (of poet Thomas Clare) that I had grabbed from the Internet. I'd need to become much more familiar with the available options before I could start rolling it out with confidence for patrons.