This started back in December, when my friends Jacob and Dr. Yohe showed up in my Twitter stream right next to each other: I had one question, and I posed it on Twitter: “Can we figure out a way that @thejqs and @cjyohe can meet each other? So I’ll know they’re not the same guy?” Jacob and… Read More the universe didn’t explode.
Let it never be said that my colleagues in the media business in Pittsburgh fail to understand the gravity and responsibility our jobs carry.
As I told you in the previous post, Twitter was responsible for helping me solve the Great Mystery of the Song in the Target Commercial. Twitter can be helpful like that, and in this case, I would have lost my mind somewhere around lunchtime on Wednesday if I hadn’t been able to figure out the… Read More addendum, brain edition.
I know I’ve talked about this before (although I can’t find the reference at the moment) — my brain works, um, differently. I say this thinking specifically of music and what my brain chooses to hear when I come across a snippet of a song. My ears lock in on the melody, often to the… Read More brain missed the target.
To anyone who knows me even a little, this map shouldn’t be a surprise. This shows where me and my iPhone have been since August, when I upgraded to whatever version of Apple’s iOS started tracking users whereabouts. We got all excited yesterday when a couple of data scientists released a nifty little app yesterday… Read More mapped.
Let’s take a moment and consider what would have happened at the end of the Sixth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown) if I had followed through with my original intention for the tiebreaker numbers. I initially thought we’d use The Price Is Right rule: Closest without going over.… Read More whew.
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