A blog post about taking a screen free week still troubles me – I’m not sure how I would go about being screen-free for any period of time. I think I should at least know how to go about it.
A New Yorker Article talking about the ultimate failure of brainstorming has some great insights into how important corridor meetings are to creativity.
Little Marionette coffee. 14 Foster St, Surry Hills. In what could be the best use of space I’ve seen in a cafe, the team behind Corduroy have taken the space around the accessible entry to the building and created a hip space with seating, a capable kitchen, and some top-notch coffee-making gear.
Here you can see the ramp that leads straight from the entrance / cash register up to the seating, which itself doubles as storage for the cafe. They’re still finding their feet around the organisation of the cafe, but there’s a promising friendly vibe, and they’ve managed to find a good price-point for their offerings that’s a little shy of the big name cafes in the area.
The coffee is really impressive – I had a sip of a non-decaf latte, but it was the decaf that won the day for me: I didn’t see it made, but judging by the grinders at the front, it’s freshly ground to order.
The kitchen offerings look impressive – I’d like to head back for a meal.
Try and head in via public transport if you’re visiting during the week – street parking during office hours is $7/hr.
This piece – Ashley Judd Slaps Media in the Face for Speculation Over Her ‘Puffy’ Appearance summarises a lot of what is wrong with the media obsession with celebrity, and our increasingly visual culture.
When I have gained weight, going from my usual size two/four to a six/eight after a lazy six months of not exercising, and that weight gain shows in my face and arms, I am a “cow” and a “pig” and I “better watch out” because my husband “is looking for his second wife.”
Once I was asking a prospective employee to explain an 18-month gap in his employment history. To this day I remember his response verbatim. It went like this: “Man, the whole work thing … ya’ know … like, wow.” I was left mouth agape and speechless. Needless to say: He did not get the job.