Friday, July 28th, 2006
Paul Graham: “Working on small things is also a good way to learn. The most important kinds of learning happen one project at a time. (’Next time, I won’t…’) The faster you cycle through projects, the faster you’ll evolve.”
Paul Graham: “Working on small things is also a good way to learn. The most important kinds of learning happen one project at a time. (’Next time, I won’t…’) The faster you cycle through projects, the faster you’ll evolve.”
“The Jolly Rancher/Fisher Price style of design needs to die. Now.” - a commentor on Greg Storey’s ripping critique of Technorati’s new design. I wholeheartedly agree. I don’t want my webapps looking like children’s toys.
Talk about the the paradox of choice: A list of over 100 RSS readers. Oy.
[Some thoughts in preparation for an upcoming tech conference.]
I’m a lot more interested in exploring the ways that users can host, remotely access and futureproof their own data on their own hard drives with free software that uses open formats than yet another Web 2.0 app that requires yet another login and yet another place to store bits of yourself on the web.
Yeah, user-generated folksonomies and tagging and Ajax and syndication and mashups have their advantages and sure, I’m excited about the ways that a web browser can be so much more than a document reader. But do I want to live my whole computing life in a browser? Frankly, no. Do I want all my data hosted on other people’s servers all over the place? No.
Why?
I still prefer my text files and my own MySQL databases to anyone else’s, and I’m not sure why I’m so alone in that sentiment.
Do I have COBS (Cranky Old Bastard Syndrome)? Or are the money people just getting to the “gee whiz” bit of all these technologies so this crap is just springing up everywhere? Why don’t any of my compatriots seem as concerned about this as I am?
I suppose I’ll just sit back and keep writing my open source shell scripts and automating my backup plan and trying to resist another rounded-corner, drop-shadowed, yellow fade social thingamagig that I can give away my life to, in wasted hours and personal data.
Long live the Google text ad.